[ it's soft, said almost reverently as she tastes the unfamiliar syllables. ]
Querido.
[ she tries it again, still quiet as her palm cups his cheek, gives the smallest, gentlest of tugs to pull his face closer to hers. her heart pounds in her chest, her pulse rushing in her ears as she feels herself stepping nearer to that cliff with its promised point of no return.
another breath catches, and finally, she braces herself to throw that halting caution to the winds as her lips brush against his. ]
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[ it's soft, said almost reverently as she tastes the unfamiliar syllables. ]
Querido.
[ she tries it again, still quiet as her palm cups his cheek, gives the smallest, gentlest of tugs to pull his face closer to hers. her heart pounds in her chest, her pulse rushing in her ears as she feels herself stepping nearer to that cliff with its promised point of no return.
another breath catches, and finally, she braces herself to throw that halting caution to the winds as her lips brush against his. ]