[ wanda shakes her head, eyeing him for a moment. had enough? well… she supposes that conclusion makes sense given that she had been so overwhelmed at new years when they'd kissed. but now she's prepared. ]
[ 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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[ she doesn't let go of his shirt just in case he thinks to spin on his heel and back away. ]
Unless you don't want to?
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( and he doesn't move away either. )
Just didn't know if you'd had enough.
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Nope.
[ pressing her lips together, she shrugs. ]
I'm waiting to be kissed breathless.
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( what if he needed a rest or something? he doesn't but he wants to be a dick about it.
still, he doesn't wait around, moving to lean in and kiss her once again. )
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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. )