[ Floodgates are for squares, anyway. She much prefers them open like this, for him to kiss her like this and for her to kiss him right back, arms wiggling up and around his neck, pulling him, rolling them both until he's half banked on top of her- at least his upper half. Who doesn't like a good snog in the sheets, anyway? Cause this is allowed now. She can kiss him and not feel guilty, feel like she'll hurt him- his hearts. Or heart, right now. ]
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