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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[devoutish]

Well - you give me good reason to be.

[furgood]

'Cause I'm kissing you? [Teasing]

[devoutish]

That's one of the bigger reasons. Yes.

[furgood]

Hey! [She laughs and gently bumps foreheads] You were supposed to say it's because I'm sweet or something. You're no good at this, hmn?

[devoutish]

I said it's one of the bigger reasons. It's certainly not the only one.

[furgood]

Fine fine. Say what you will. [ She dips in for another kiss ]

[devoutish]

[He could do this all afternoon, honestly. He leans up to her again, experimenting with deepening the kiss, opening his mouth against hers.]

[furgood]

[There's that bit of hesitance again. Here is slightly unfamiliar territory. Had she kissed like this before? Yes. But it was years ago. But she's game to try. She parts her lips and vaguely wishes she'd paid more attention to these scenes in her books. She could use some tips. ]

[devoutish]

[If he has any complaints, he's not voicing them. He slides his hand up further still, running his fingers through her hair.]

[furgood]

[Her one weakness. Or one of her weaknesses at least. A purr starts low in her throat and she curls her fingers in his shirt.]

[devoutish]

[Ooh, that's a nice sound. He aims to encourage it, running his fingertips along her scalp.]

[furgood]

[That definitely encourages it, setting her eyes fluttering. Her hands move up to stroke at his collar and then runs her fingertips along the skin there. ]

[devoutish]

[He breaks the kiss, but only just barely, just to breath. Panting lightly against her lips, he drops her a few playful little pecks.]

[furgood]

[She smiles, stroking along his neck and up to his cheek ] Nice?

[devoutish]

Very.

[He murmurs huskily, leaning into her hand.]

[furgood]

Good. [Meulin strokes up his cheek and then slowly back down to his neck. Dipping down, she kisses his neck softly ] If you played with my hair all day and maybe kept kissing me, that would be purrfect.

[devoutish]

[And angling into that, too.]

I didn't have any other plans this afternoon.

[furgood]

[She laughs] Well if you don't mind... I'm not very inclined to leave. If I'm not kicking Royce out.

[devoutish]

Royce is hunting in the woods.

[He fingers a lock of her hair.]

Emily might come home, though.

[furgood]

Mn, if you'd like me to leave we could continue this later. [Not that she's moving. She's just stroking his neck slowly]

[devoutish]

I would very much like you not to leave.

[furgood]

Good. Because I would leave but I really wouldn't want to.

[devoutish]

And I--

[Another peck.]

Would not dream of asking you to.

[furgood]

I wouldn't mind. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable you know. [Kisses his neck quickly ]

[devoutish]

I'm not uncomfortable. Far from it.