[ She likes that idea, Raleigh Becket, right there for her to practice kissing on. Mako is contented with this, carefully exploring his mouth, mapping out what he likes and what makes him make that particular noise. She does it again, tilts her head just slightly more, the touches delicate and light, before she decides to pull back, teeth lightly grazing his bottom lip instead.
He's reaching up to her and her hand splays over the solid muscles of his abdomen to keep him pinned -- easy, I've got you. She follows in quick order, her body molding against his before she deepens the kiss again, her tongue sliding deftly against his, it's really, really nice, and did he like that?
She hopes he does, because she sure as hell liked doing it to him. ]
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He's reaching up to her and her hand splays over the solid muscles of his abdomen to keep him pinned -- easy, I've got you. She follows in quick order, her body molding against his before she deepens the kiss again, her tongue sliding deftly against his, it's really, really nice, and did he like that?
She hopes he does, because she sure as hell liked doing it to him. ]