[ this time she's sure of it. the moment he lifts his hand to touch her skin there can be no mistaking his intent, and her exhale rushes quick and audible, her eyes wide with black blown pupils watching him without blinking. she cannot look away. the way his fingertips graze her skin is so much different from holding his hand, it's intimate, sending a tremor down her spine, heat rushing to her face. her heart pounds so hard she's sure he must feel it, hear it, the sound of it in her own ears is deafening. that second seems to last forever.
but then he's there, his lips touching hers and it's soft and light and barely there yet still like an electric shock that skips down her body, to the tips of her fingers and toes. she forgets to breathe, her fingers in his hand tightening hard, and she's frozen for a few brief but agonizing seconds.
oh god, what was she thinking? she can't do this. she has no idea how to - how to flirt, how to be coy, how to kiss. it's overwhelming and terrifying and.. and.. so warm, and so soft.
a quiet sound moves in alisaie's throat, something pleased and breathy, and she knows at once she must drive all thought from her mind. with renewed confidence she at last presses back more fully, tipping up her chin until their mouths seal together properly, her free hand lifting to grasp hard at the front of his shirt to keep the world from tilting. ]
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but then he's there, his lips touching hers and it's soft and light and barely there yet still like an electric shock that skips down her body, to the tips of her fingers and toes. she forgets to breathe, her fingers in his hand tightening hard, and she's frozen for a few brief but agonizing seconds.
oh god, what was she thinking? she can't do this. she has no idea how to - how to flirt, how to be coy, how to kiss. it's overwhelming and terrifying and.. and.. so warm, and so soft.
a quiet sound moves in alisaie's throat, something pleased and breathy, and she knows at once she must drive all thought from her mind. with renewed confidence she at last presses back more fully, tipping up her chin until their mouths seal together properly, her free hand lifting to grasp hard at the front of his shirt to keep the world from tilting. ]