[ She barely gets to finish her sentence. By the time the message is made clear he's reaching out for her shoulders, drawing her right up against him - his smart mouth has nothing to say right then, and that's for the best because the only word he could probably think of would be "finally" and, well, actions speak louder. His lips find hers without hesitation, fingers curling in a firm grip as his eyes fall shut.
It's not his first kiss. He's been around the block, and when you're getting physical a kiss is a good way to ramp things up. But he's never kissed with the intent to be anything near romantic, never felt that rush of relief that comes from feeling a kiss from someone you genuinely like - gods, just liking someone this way was so unusual. The fact that the someone to make him feel this way was Yang, of all people, was still a bit baffling.
But his lips are curled in a grin against hers, because he's just fine with being baffled if this is where it gets him. ]
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It's not his first kiss. He's been around the block, and when you're getting physical a kiss is a good way to ramp things up. But he's never kissed with the intent to be anything near romantic, never felt that rush of relief that comes from feeling a kiss from someone you genuinely like - gods, just liking someone this way was so unusual. The fact that the someone to make him feel this way was Yang, of all people, was still a bit baffling.
But his lips are curled in a grin against hers, because he's just fine with being baffled if this is where it gets him. ]