[ That word on her lips, unfamiliar and experimental as it may be, might be the most beautiful sound he's ever heard.
Then she tugs him closer, and for a brief, startling second, his pulse pounds in his ears, something wild and winged and warm fluttering in his stomach. Their lips meet, barely brushing, and there he goes, falling headlong over the edge he had so carefully traversed before.
He leans in, pressing their mouths together again, gently, giving her every chance to back away but hoping to God she doesn't. ]
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Then she tugs him closer, and for a brief, startling second, his pulse pounds in his ears, something wild and winged and warm fluttering in his stomach. Their lips meet, barely brushing, and there he goes, falling headlong over the edge he had so carefully traversed before.
He leans in, pressing their mouths together again, gently, giving her every chance to back away but hoping to God she doesn't. ]