Date: 2010-06-14 04:49 am (UTC)
Holy crap.

Layla stared a little. She didn't even really notice when her breath caught, hitched gently with the shift of his hands.

Again- this isn't how this happens. Technically, nothing that happens here is 'how it happens', but this is one of those big steps, and it's different. But it doesn't feel wrong.

She cupped his face and kissed him softly, once, before she rested her forehead against his temple.

"Oh," she said. Her fingertips were resting idly over the top button his shirt, which seemed like sort of a waste, so she undid it.

"Well," she continued, dragging the tip of her nose along his cheek until their mouths were close, "good."
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