[ she wouldn't believe it either, were she allowing herself the opportunity to think about that at all. she will trip herself up if she does, overwhelm herself with the gravity of it, the excitement, the impossibility. so alisaie is very pointedly not thinking about the fact that they are, yes, making out, she's instead just.. letting it happen, living in the moment.
oh, and it's certainly a moment worth living. his tongue slips into her mouth and it's - it's so different, strange and new, the texture slippery and warm and surprising. a strange little sound moves in her throat, but it's not.. it's not unpleasant, in fact it's.. it's quite nice in a way that stirs butterflies in her belly and makes her dizzy.
she likes it. her exhale shivers against his mouth, and alisaie's grip on him tightens, her fingers catching in the fabric of his collar and tugging for purchase. without hesitation she's returning it, slipping her tongue past his to dip into his mouth, to feel and taste him, sinking into the experience of it all. ]
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oh, and it's certainly a moment worth living. his tongue slips into her mouth and it's - it's so different, strange and new, the texture slippery and warm and surprising. a strange little sound moves in her throat, but it's not.. it's not unpleasant, in fact it's.. it's quite nice in a way that stirs butterflies in her belly and makes her dizzy.
she likes it. her exhale shivers against his mouth, and alisaie's grip on him tightens, her fingers catching in the fabric of his collar and tugging for purchase. without hesitation she's returning it, slipping her tongue past his to dip into his mouth, to feel and taste him, sinking into the experience of it all. ]