There's something fluttering down his spine, hesitance or maybe confusion, as you kiss him; he kisses back warmly at first, then more firmly, embracing you closely while he works to keep his equilibrium. His thighs and knees quiver, weak, and the adrenaline and endorphins throughout his whole system are lighting up nerves he hasn't felt tingling in at least a little while. Maybe longer.
He licks your lip, slipping his tongue into the kiss, into your mouth, and one of the little noises you're making goes straight to his spine, electrifying him.
He's still not sure he's thinking clearly. He pulls back far enough to meet your eye. . . And can only stare, quietly studying and memorizing.
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Date: 2012-11-25 08:17 pm (UTC)He licks your lip, slipping his tongue into the kiss, into your mouth, and one of the little noises you're making goes straight to his spine, electrifying him.
He's still not sure he's thinking clearly. He pulls back far enough to meet your eye. . . And can only stare, quietly studying and memorizing.