[ A smile he returns, and seeing the weight in those blue eyes which almost feel like they shouldn't, just given the pure blue sparkle of them, he leans in and kisses her briefly, worming his fingers against the feelings wrapped loosely around his arms, but in no real hurry to untangle it. This was almost uncomfortable, but he still felt excited, still wanted to do more.
He hopes she feels the same. He doesn't dare ask. ]
Pretty. Yer pretty.
[ He breathes back at her, and brushes two fingers on the bound arm against her forehead ]
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He hopes she feels the same. He doesn't dare ask. ]
Pretty. Yer pretty.
[ He breathes back at her, and brushes two fingers on the bound arm against her forehead ]