-he had been unsure of how to proceed for a few moments, hearing the blood pounding in his ears like a deluge bursting over his body and drowning out all noise, but at the touch of your hand on his face, soft fingertips gliding over his skin, he commits himself to making the next move-
-he’s about to reply, something witty or sharp, but then your hand is on his neck, still gentle, and one of his hands moves to the small of your back, the other sliding up into your hair and fisting it loosely. when their lips touch, a soft sound of surprise escapes his lips, the sound vibrating into your own lips, and he presses back a little harder, tilting his face to get a better angle-
{;she feels a sense of relief when she feels you kissing back. a buzz rushes through her body and blood pounds in her ears as she wraps her arms around your neck, trying to bring you even closer (as if it was possible), to melt into the kiss, while softly biting on your lower lip}
