[She's frowning at him, disapproving and still confused. What sort of person has she picked up? It's a relief that he doesn't want to smother her with love at least. That might have driven her up the wall.]
But I suppose it would have been just as impulsive to push my tongue into your mouth.
[She's still frowning, moving to fold her arms under her chest. She's accepting it but...in a judge-y kind of way.]
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[She's frowning at him, disapproving and still confused. What sort of person has she picked up? It's a relief that he doesn't want to smother her with love at least. That might have driven her up the wall.]
But I suppose it would have been just as impulsive to push my tongue into your mouth.
[She's still frowning, moving to fold her arms under her chest. She's accepting it but...in a judge-y kind of way.]