He blinks a little, and he can only huff out a breathy chuckle at that, his eyes flicking down to her mouth.
But she kisses him first, and he holds on. To the touch of her lips, to her fingers grasped in his.
Running the tip of his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, he shakes his head.
"No, I don't hafta go. I could stay. D'you want me to? To stay, I mean. Or, y'know, I could also go if you wanted me to. I mean, y'know-- whatever you want."
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He blinks a little, and he can only huff out a breathy chuckle at that, his eyes flicking down to her mouth.
But she kisses him first, and he holds on. To the touch of her lips, to her fingers grasped in his.
Running the tip of his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, he shakes his head.
"No, I don't hafta go. I could stay. D'you want me to? To stay, I mean. Or, y'know, I could also go if you wanted me to. I mean, y'know-- whatever you want."
He clears his throat.