It had been far too long. It didn't matter that she was taller than she should be, or that his hair was longer; she was going to linger here, his lips soft against her own, with that curious sensation of falling that meant she was going to pull him a little closer.
Eventually, she eased back -- not letting go, yet. Leaning her forehead against his to stand here for a moment and drink the moment in.
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Date: 2010-10-20 02:45 am (UTC)Eventually, she eased back -- not letting go, yet. Leaning her forehead against his to stand here for a moment and drink the moment in.