[She's a little surprised in herself but there is no time to question her own actions.
His lips are surprisingly warm and pleasantly soft as they mold against her own. He pulls her closer and Justine feels herself closing the distance between them, her slender frame pressing to his. There is solidity in Connor's form and she finds herself comforting by that fact.
Justine's lips part and she breaths him in. She gently walks him through the steps of their kiss. It's light and innocent in a way, slowly discovering the correct tilt to their heads, the pressure and rhythm of the touch. The excitement of a first kiss is learning about the other person. The way they move, even the smallest twitches as skin brushes against skin. Her pulse races and Justine only breaks the kiss when she remembers that she has to breathe.
She smiles, curling her lips together at the lingering memory of his lips against hers. Justine doesn't move away from him but instead relaxes in his arms.]
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His lips are surprisingly warm and pleasantly soft as they mold against her own. He pulls her closer and Justine feels herself closing the distance between them, her slender frame pressing to his. There is solidity in Connor's form and she finds herself comforting by that fact.
Justine's lips part and she breaths him in. She gently walks him through the steps of their kiss. It's light and innocent in a way, slowly discovering the correct tilt to their heads, the pressure and rhythm of the touch. The excitement of a first kiss is learning about the other person. The way they move, even the smallest twitches as skin brushes against skin. Her pulse races and Justine only breaks the kiss when she remembers that she has to breathe.
She smiles, curling her lips together at the lingering memory of his lips against hers. Justine doesn't move away from him but instead relaxes in his arms.]