[he doesn't press, he doesn't move to deepen anything, he doesn't want anything more. instead he just lingers there, their lips touching and nothing else. there hadn't been many kisses in his life, and he had his fill of them in the last week. but each time it happened, he never seemed to mind. it was only until after, when his thoughts would reel through his brain, that he would question himself.
and he draws back quietly, and for a moment he's quiet. and then he's unsure whether or not he should thank her or apologize.]
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and he draws back quietly, and for a moment he's quiet. and then he's unsure whether or not he should thank her or apologize.]