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[bowvahkiin]

[He's more forward than she would have expecting from someone who seemed serious at first glance. She doesn't mind though and yields to his touch, kissing him back and pulling him closer so their bodies could be pressed closer together. His breath is warm against her skin. She almost forgot what it was like to have a man touch her this way, eager and excited for her.]

Perhaps you? [Which might be true. She wanted to please him, both with the gift and with her body.] Or perhaps I simply wanted to surprise you for no reason at all? Must I have a holiday or name day?

[She grinned against his lips, not about to move away from where they were, happy to enjoy this intimacy and desire.]