[she hums softly, content, and lets them stay hanging like that in each other's arms for a moment, savoring it. first moments like this ... they don't come around again. it's why they're firsts.
then she takes her hand from his hair and pats his cheek: once, twice, fond but playful]
Come on, handsome. Let's see what this new place has to offer... I'm sure there's lots to poke around in. We can play later.
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then she takes her hand from his hair and pats his cheek: once, twice, fond but playful]
Come on, handsome. Let's see what this new place has to offer... I'm sure there's lots to poke around in. We can play later.