Her head's spinning, but she's sure it's the kiss and lack of air rather than the alcohol. Her front presses against his when he pulls her closer, fingers grasping strands of his hair almost desperately when her lungs begin to run out of breath. But she still can't stand to pull away from him. If anything, she kisses him more ferociously for those last few moments before the burning in her chest forces her to break away with a gasp, panting as her eyes flutter open, heavy-lidded and dilated.
"Oh," she utters, sounding vaguely taken aback by what just occurred, gaze flickering between his mouth and his eyes. "That was..."
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Date: 2016-02-10 09:46 pm (UTC)"Oh," she utters, sounding vaguely taken aback by what just occurred, gaze flickering between his mouth and his eyes. "That was..."