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[softlyfalling]

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[softlyfalling]

[ this time she doesn't hesitate, letting herself be pulled in and cupping his face in both her hands. she kisses him slowly, lips parted, exploratory—feeling this out. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[he's much the same, cautious but curious, and savoring every moment. a low noise escapes his throat between kisses, clearly pleased and relaxed, not unlike a cat purring]

[softlyfalling]

[ ...cute.

she brushes one thumb over his jawline, lightly, and her other hand combs back into his hair as she sighs into him, pushing forward a little to deepen the kiss. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[a palpable shiver runs through him at all these soft, gentle touches and he parts his lips with an eagerness to feel more.

his hands at her hips tighten, tugging her as close as she can get, one hand dragging up her spine]

[softlyfalling]

Mn—!

[ it's half surprised squeak, half pleased noise, and her back arches a little into the touch. she didn't exactly need encouragement to get more into this, but she'll take it; her teeth nip lightly at his lip as her arms tighten around his shoulders. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[there's a thrill at the way shrike reacts to his touch, and he's very distracted by the thought of what else he could elicit from her like this--but he has to break the kiss again to gasp for air]

... ah...

[softlyfalling]

[ well, for better or for worse no one here is alone in having a little bit of an imagine spot—

deeeeeeep breaths. ]

...ah. How's, er. How was that...?

[selfpreservationist]

... more than... satisfactory.

[softlyfalling]

...well, successful date on all fronts, already, even though we've still got a lot of museum to look at.

Though I could be convinced to save the rest of the museum for another day under the right circumstances.

[selfpreservationist]

[/////]

... well... we're already here. So we might as well take a look around.

[he is still a shy boy, shrike!!]

[softlyfalling]

[ TURNABOUT'S FAIR PLAY, BUDDY

but also, legit. she pulls back to let him go, but offers him her arm in a gentlewomanly fashion. ]

It's true. Well—shall we, then?

[selfpreservationist]

[that gesture suits her, raven thinks, and takes her arm]

On we go.