[She rolls her tongue along his, pressing into the kiss with a little more heat. Bela is happy to kiss him for a while, skimming her hands down along his body, itching to touch him. When she breaks the kiss, she remains close to his face.]
Just let me know when you're ready.
[He probably was, though she still wanted to check.]
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Just let me know when you're ready.
[He probably was, though she still wanted to check.]