[Wow. He is really good at kissing. Had she realized just how good he was before? Or is this just a particularly excellent kiss? (She hopes she's doing just as well. She'd hate to disappoint.)
She straightens to avoid a cramp in her neck, moving slowly, never breaking the contact of their lips. She can feel the pulsing of the music beneath her feet and it shoots spikes of desire up her entire body. Her right hand overs briefly over the side of his face, wanting to comb through his hair, but she knows he doesn't particularly like having his hair touched. Resisting the impulse, she settles on his cheek instead and pushes herself closer to him.]
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She straightens to avoid a cramp in her neck, moving slowly, never breaking the contact of their lips. She can feel the pulsing of the music beneath her feet and it shoots spikes of desire up her entire body. Her right hand overs briefly over the side of his face, wanting to comb through his hair, but she knows he doesn't particularly like having his hair touched. Resisting the impulse, she settles on his cheek instead and pushes herself closer to him.]