[ He'd expected a fraction more of her previous hesitation, but he doesn't find it when their lips meet. It's entirely new to him too, the sudden surge of protectiveness and comfort that wells from between his ribs, but he doesn't swallow it back this time around; he just lets it float, simmer.
A tip of his chin, and he's reciprocating. Despite the warning about tasting like mint-green medicine, he parts his lips just a fraction and lines the seams of their mouths together more properly, exhaling on her inhale. ]
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A tip of his chin, and he's reciprocating. Despite the warning about tasting like mint-green medicine, he parts his lips just a fraction and lines the seams of their mouths together more properly, exhaling on her inhale. ]