[ She startles at the returning contact, and then giggles. She can't really help it; it bubbles out of her chest and into his mouth before she can even think to stop it. It feels more like instinct than anything: the simple sense of pleasure that comes from this exploratory contact, and her own natural inclination of how to react. She leans harder into him, though now she's smiling too much to deepen the kiss any further. Yes, in fact, she likes this. She thinks she could get very used to feeling like this. ]
I don't know how to feel about you laughing at my kissing.
[No, he does. He knows exactly how he feels, and it's not subtle, either; he's smiling broadly against her lips. This seems like the sort of thing that would give him complexes for days with anyone else, but with her . . . it feels earnest, and playful. Kadoc is a man who imagines mockery aimed at him every day, and yet he can't right now. That's amazing.]
[ She doesn't pull back that far to speak, just enough that she can look up at his face, beaming. The smile on his face brings a wider one to her lips in turn; there's something that resonates in her, to see him look this happy. And at this point, she knows the different tones of his voice, doesn't she? This isn't the sound of a man who's upset or uncertain. ]
[He leans their foreheads together, eyes fluttering shut, smile still lingering on his lips. Has he ever seen anything as beautiful as her being so purely, simply happy. Right now, it really does feel like a miracle. The most astonishing thing to happen in this place—the greatest magic he's ever managed to perform of what he's learned here.]
[ She doesn't giggle, precisely, in saying that, but a laugh is still there in her voice, a little ripple of sound that she doesn't try to bite back. It only takes a slight tilt of her head to boop her nose against his, and how is she supposed to resist that? ]
So I guess we're just gonna have to practice. Let's figure out more of what you like.
[Does she mean, in kissing? Does she mean kissing?! . . . He hopes she does, because that's how he decides to take it, making eye contact with her for a long, dreamy moment before leaning in to meet her lips again. They have a lot of time to practice this. They'll get it down eventually.]
[ She didn't not mean kissing, so when he leans in, she moves to meet him halfway, her eyes fluttering shut with a pleased little sigh. Her hands flutter to rest on his upper arms, flexing for the sheer simple joy of making that contact as her body hitches closer to his.
The third kiss is easier than the second, except that she can't stop smiling the whole time, unable and unwilling to even try stopping. ]
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Date: 2024-07-01 05:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-07-04 03:16 am (UTC)[No, he does. He knows exactly how he feels, and it's not subtle, either; he's smiling broadly against her lips. This seems like the sort of thing that would give him complexes for days with anyone else, but with her . . . it feels earnest, and playful. Kadoc is a man who imagines mockery aimed at him every day, and yet he can't right now. That's amazing.]
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Date: 2024-07-08 05:19 am (UTC)[ She doesn't pull back that far to speak, just enough that she can look up at his face, beaming. The smile on his face brings a wider one to her lips in turn; there's something that resonates in her, to see him look this happy. And at this point, she knows the different tones of his voice, doesn't she? This isn't the sound of a man who's upset or uncertain. ]
I'm just happy. What about it?
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Date: 2024-07-11 03:36 am (UTC)[He leans their foreheads together, eyes fluttering shut, smile still lingering on his lips. Has he ever seen anything as beautiful as her being so purely, simply happy. Right now, it really does feel like a miracle. The most astonishing thing to happen in this place—the greatest magic he's ever managed to perform of what he's learned here.]
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Date: 2024-07-14 10:42 pm (UTC)[ She doesn't giggle, precisely, in saying that, but a laugh is still there in her voice, a little ripple of sound that she doesn't try to bite back. It only takes a slight tilt of her head to boop her nose against his, and how is she supposed to resist that? ]
So I guess we're just gonna have to practice. Let's figure out more of what you like.
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Date: 2024-08-02 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-08-04 07:21 pm (UTC)The third kiss is easier than the second, except that she can't stop smiling the whole time, unable and unwilling to even try stopping. ]