[ he thinks she might be pulling away, so lifts his hands up, but she only turns around to look at him instead. she looks at him like she wants to argue, or disagree, like something is bothering her, and all she does is kiss him. ]
[ he can always handle that. he returns her kiss easily, resettling his hands back at her waist, her skirt still haphazardly up at her hips. he has a lot of things he could say to her, ask her, he could even try to turn her truly to his side. but it always seems so much easier to just kiss her. at least they're good at that part for now. ]
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[ he can always handle that. he returns her kiss easily, resettling his hands back at her waist, her skirt still haphazardly up at her hips. he has a lot of things he could say to her, ask her, he could even try to turn her truly to his side. but it always seems so much easier to just kiss her. at least they're good at that part for now. ]