She was shaking, faintly, a fine tremor of startled realization, that needle-prickling knowledge of different. But, oh, she was glad, too, willing to reach, to try.
"Some," he murmured against her jaw, kissing lightly. "Nothing you don't want me to."
It curled outward from where they touched, a sense like sunlight, like the stunned smile just after a good surprise.
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Re: Oh Hell No.
Date: 2010-06-04 03:50 am (UTC)"Some," he murmured against her jaw, kissing lightly. "Nothing you don't want me to."
It curled outward from where they touched, a sense like sunlight, like the stunned smile just after a good surprise.
He smiled back, inside and out.