[he should have kissed her as soon as the door shut if the way the easiness takes over her is any indication. he hadn't meant it as a distraction, but it's a nice side effect.]
[she's not quite kissing him back, but she's not rejecting it. she's holding onto his shirt like she wants him there, leaning in closer. his nerves flare up, embers of a warm feeling trying to ignite, but he doesn't push for more as much as he'd like to.]
[there's nothing to indicate she doesn't want this, but he pulls back anyway, just for a second to catch his breath. he doesn't let her go, doesn't move more than an inch or two from her face, while his own expression turns a shade nervous. he kisses her again, featherlight, almost a question.]
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[she's not quite kissing him back, but she's not rejecting it. she's holding onto his shirt like she wants him there, leaning in closer. his nerves flare up, embers of a warm feeling trying to ignite, but he doesn't push for more as much as he'd like to.]
[there's nothing to indicate she doesn't want this, but he pulls back anyway, just for a second to catch his breath. he doesn't let her go, doesn't move more than an inch or two from her face, while his own expression turns a shade nervous. he kisses her again, featherlight, almost a question.]