He'd never kissed anyone before arriving here and he can't deny how absolutely wonderful it feels. He's yet to meet a 'bad' kisser and, at this point, isn't even aware that such a thing could exist. Being new to all of this, the best advice he'd received was to follow his instincts and it'd done well for him so far.
The hint of her tongue is like an open invitation to respond with his own, making a soft hum of a noise as he tilts his head slightly so their lips fit better together as he slips his tongue past her lips to roll against her own tongue. The kiss shifts, turning more heated and fueled with desire as her fingers trace over the point of his ear, groaning into the kiss as his slightly forked tongue runs against her's.
It's not subtle anymore, the way he draws her into the kiss, his fingers slipping into her hair, likely making a mess of it as his other hand rests on her lower back, drawing her closer.
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The hint of her tongue is like an open invitation to respond with his own, making a soft hum of a noise as he tilts his head slightly so their lips fit better together as he slips his tongue past her lips to roll against her own tongue. The kiss shifts, turning more heated and fueled with desire as her fingers trace over the point of his ear, groaning into the kiss as his slightly forked tongue runs against her's.
It's not subtle anymore, the way he draws her into the kiss, his fingers slipping into her hair, likely making a mess of it as his other hand rests on her lower back, drawing her closer.