[It's probably best Agnes does avoid wandering too far - Keith's already distracted enough trying to keep up with kissing her as it is. And the fact he can feel her pressed up against him and it's making it hard to remember where they are or the fact that, sooner or later, they both need to get back to work. She's warm and she smells nice and her... chest is pressing against him and they're kissing.
They're drifting slowly back towards the ground, the sounds of the city getting louder as he pays less and less attention to keeping them aloft. It's a shame they do have to stop eventually, though maybe it's a good thing too. He doesn't want to get carried away and the night is already perfect as far as he's concerned.
He can't not smile as he rests his forehead against Agnes' and traces her cheek gently. It's definitely real. He's not dreaming.]
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They're drifting slowly back towards the ground, the sounds of the city getting louder as he pays less and less attention to keeping them aloft. It's a shame they do have to stop eventually, though maybe it's a good thing too. He doesn't want to get carried away and the night is already perfect as far as he's concerned.
He can't not smile as he rests his forehead against Agnes' and traces her cheek gently. It's definitely real. He's not dreaming.]