Maybe if he had done that a few weeks ago, a small part of her would have freaked out. Said something snarky and tried to reclaim control. And the slight panic was there, speeding her heart and making her hands tremble with a rush of adrenaline. But she wasn't afraid of his weight on her, or his hands around her wrists, even though she let out a surprised squeal and struggled, trying to move her face to the side before their lips met. And she was laughing gently against his mouth even as she submitted, her lips softening and parting.
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Date: 2010-05-12 03:16 pm (UTC)