[ First kisses aren't uncommon in a place like this, although too often they're blown past and part of a greater frenzy. It's rare to make an occasion out of it, and all the sweeter for it. Drawn out like it is, she's handed a lush, sweet stretch of time when there's nothing more pressing than relishing the moment, Hilda's warmth, how beautiful and beautifully strange in her newness she is, the nimble glide of her tongue as their kiss draws on and the gap between their bodies lessens.
The thumb brushing her jaw shifts as Nami's hand moves to cradle the side of Hilda's face, holding onto that closeness just a heartbeat longer before she draws back far enough to catch her breath, her parted lips near enough to brush against the new arrival's when she breaks the quiet. ]
I take it back. Okay is not the word. [ A low chuckle punctuates that softly murmured observation, before Nami finds herself leaning in to press her lips to Hilda's once more. ]
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The thumb brushing her jaw shifts as Nami's hand moves to cradle the side of Hilda's face, holding onto that closeness just a heartbeat longer before she draws back far enough to catch her breath, her parted lips near enough to brush against the new arrival's when she breaks the quiet. ]
I take it back. Okay is not the word. [ A low chuckle punctuates that softly murmured observation, before Nami finds herself leaning in to press her lips to Hilda's once more. ]