[ It wasn't really his intention to make her flutter off into a thousand butterflies and disappear on him again. He doesn't even think for a moment that would happen from a simple kiss to her wrist... even though he does feel the heat of her skin, the pulse just beneath it, pounding away.
As quickly as it hits her, it hits him too, and he's already starting to pull back, ready to stammer an apology, when instead she takes matters into her own hands and drags him down for a kiss. Like the other they shared, but not quite. There definitely seems to be more passion to it now, which he's none too shy to return, his hands moving to wrap around her waist and pull her closer, as though that hold alone will be enough to keep her anchored and stop her from disappearing on him again. ]
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As quickly as it hits her, it hits him too, and he's already starting to pull back, ready to stammer an apology, when instead she takes matters into her own hands and drags him down for a kiss. Like the other they shared, but not quite. There definitely seems to be more passion to it now, which he's none too shy to return, his hands moving to wrap around her waist and pull her closer, as though that hold alone will be enough to keep her anchored and stop her from disappearing on him again. ]