( he can squirm. he's allowed to squirm. in fact, sara fully expects him to squirm.
it's a pretty good answer, she'll admit. his bravery is rewarded with a kiss as desired, a hand brushing up along his neck, thumb against his jaw, so she can do it all over again, mouth lingering against his as she savors this closeness with how tight his grip is on her. she doesn't speak for a moment, and when she does, it's low, voice hushed almost to the point of a whisper. )
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it's a pretty good answer, she'll admit. his bravery is rewarded with a kiss as desired, a hand brushing up along his neck, thumb against his jaw, so she can do it all over again, mouth lingering against his as she savors this closeness with how tight his grip is on her. she doesn't speak for a moment, and when she does, it's low, voice hushed almost to the point of a whisper. )
Crazy how we ended up here like this.