[ just when she thinks of informing him that he's lucky, he finally does as she wants—of his own free will. wanda smiles against his mouth, parting her lips against his before she boldly steps closer and slides her hand through his short hair. there's no need to be nervous; she can't hurt him, even if she wanted to. she slides the other around his back, digging her fingers into his shirt. ]
( there's no need to be worried, she's right. he has no idea what's going to happen after all this but he's not going to think about it, not while he's kissing her.
he winds an arm around her waist to pull her more flush against him, holding her against him while he continues to kiss her. )
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he winds an arm around her waist to pull her more flush against him, holding her against him while he continues to kiss her. )