[ The differences between here-Tseng and home-Tseng... it's something she hasn't really started to think about, and likely won't for a while.
When she does, though, perhaps the first thing that comes to mind will be the confession that he likes to kiss... or perhaps the almost-playful way he leans in close to her, their noses brushing together, their lips so close that she can practically taste him already.
It's different, but there's nothing in her that's complaining. ]
Good, [ she whispers, and the word on its own is enough to brush their mouths together just briefly, a tease against his mouth before she takes the dare he offers, leaning in just that hair's breadth further and letting their mouths collide.
Her lips are warm against his, and her breath flutters in the first moment as she sighs, the shape of her mouth adjusting into his, eyes closing as one of her hands lifts, threading through his long hair, fingertips dancing across his scalp as she hums into his mouth. ]
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When she does, though, perhaps the first thing that comes to mind will be the confession that he likes to kiss... or perhaps the almost-playful way he leans in close to her, their noses brushing together, their lips so close that she can practically taste him already.
It's different, but there's nothing in her that's complaining. ]
Good, [ she whispers, and the word on its own is enough to brush their mouths together just briefly, a tease against his mouth before she takes the dare he offers, leaning in just that hair's breadth further and letting their mouths collide.
Her lips are warm against his, and her breath flutters in the first moment as she sighs, the shape of her mouth adjusting into his, eyes closing as one of her hands lifts, threading through his long hair, fingertips dancing across his scalp as she hums into his mouth. ]