[ He's not sure if he'll mind or he won't. But he knows that he's intoxicated all the same right now, drawn in by her movements, but her body, and by her scent. And perhaps as much of any of those, by the way these express what he's at least pretty sure are her feelings and emotions. The young man groans a little into the kiss, not wanting to make a show of it, but definitely doing so my accident. His hands don't quite rove, but his body does rock in connection with his hand movement, his tongue poking her own as he presses himself more firmly into her body and her chest.
He's...
He knows this is too much, but he wants it to breeze around forever ]
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He's...
He knows this is too much, but he wants it to breeze around forever ]