[ For all her insecurities and inexperience, she finds confidence in the smiles he gives her, in the enthusiasm in which he kisses her. She knows it must be different, kissing her, he's said as much in the past, but it is different for her too. It's a warm sort of numbing that she feels, as though she is kissing someone through a very thin sheet. And after hours of kissing him endlessly, she thinks she's forgotten what it used to feel like, before.
Well, she finds she prefers kissing Mitchell more than she ever did with he-who-shall-not-be-named. Especially when he pulls back to whisper like he does, giving her a shiver before she even realizes what he's said.
She glances down, her eyebrows perking up before she lets out a breath, looking up at him. He hasn't looked down yet, himself, she feels her nerves bubble for a moment before she controls them too.] I did it. [ She sounds excited as she plants a kiss to his lips.] I did it! [ And another kiss, excitedly.]
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Well, she finds she prefers kissing Mitchell more than she ever did with he-who-shall-not-be-named. Especially when he pulls back to whisper like he does, giving her a shiver before she even realizes what he's said.
She glances down, her eyebrows perking up before she lets out a breath, looking up at him. He hasn't looked down yet, himself, she feels her nerves bubble for a moment before she controls them too.] I did it. [ She sounds excited as she plants a kiss to his lips.] I did it! [ And another kiss, excitedly.]