She leans in to give him a quick peck, the sugars mingling on their tongues. It pulls a pleased little sigh out of her when she pulls away, licking her lips.
Finishing off her pastry on her way back to the table, she returns with another — peach, naturally — and a napkin, resettling beside him.
"How're y'feelin'?" she asks softly, rubbing his chest. "Is you an' me all right?"
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She leans in to give him a quick peck, the sugars mingling on their tongues. It pulls a pleased little sigh out of her when she pulls away, licking her lips.
Finishing off her pastry on her way back to the table, she returns with another — peach, naturally — and a napkin, resettling beside him.
"How're y'feelin'?" she asks softly, rubbing his chest. "Is you an' me all right?"