[ she's about to ask what it is she should be letting him do, but then his mouth is on hers again and there's no way she's going to talk through their kiss right now. because seriously, they're just getting really great at kissing each other, and this is one of those kisses that is way too good to interrupt. not that they were ever bad, but the familiarity of it is a total advantage, it's knowing exactly when to nip and lick and tilt her head a little more. he still manages to catch her off guard sometimes, like just now, his timing or- or something, his tongue licks into her mouth at the perfect moment and her jaw drops a tiny bit with a moan, fingers tightening in his hair. hrngh, his tongue. his mouth. his, um, everything. she needs to breathe, but she just breaks that kiss into smaller ones, voice breathy and a little rough when she finally speaks up ]
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Nnh, you kiss by the book.
[ shakespeare? shakespeare. ]