Martin is somewhat poleaxed by Kaidy at the best of times, and this is definitely one of those times.
He leans and there is Kaidy's taste-smell in his mouth as the kiss deepens and her hands seem to be everywhere, sliding hot and fierce over his skin and he's not entirely sure how.
Her voice curls in his ears and his chest and it's beautiful and she's beautiful and wonderful. He clings on for dear life, pressing kiss after kiss against her lips, her cheeks, and he's pretty sure he kissed her eyebrow at one point, but it doesn't matter because it's Kaidy, and right now he'd really like to kiss her all over, eyebrows included.
He draws back for a second, breath shaking and looks at her, and he's pretty sure now is the right time for some statement or declaration, but he's equally sure that anything he says right now is going to be unintelligible gibberish because he's not entirely thinking with his brain. So instead he just looks, taking in how lucky he is, smiles, and presses back in for another kiss...
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He leans and there is Kaidy's taste-smell in his mouth as the kiss deepens and her hands seem to be everywhere, sliding hot and fierce over his skin and he's not entirely sure how.
Her voice curls in his ears and his chest and it's beautiful and she's beautiful and wonderful. He clings on for dear life, pressing kiss after kiss against her lips, her cheeks, and he's pretty sure he kissed her eyebrow at one point, but it doesn't matter because it's Kaidy, and right now he'd really like to kiss her all over, eyebrows included.
He draws back for a second, breath shaking and looks at her, and he's pretty sure now is the right time for some statement or declaration, but he's equally sure that anything he says right now is going to be unintelligible gibberish because he's not entirely thinking with his brain. So instead he just looks, taking in how lucky he is, smiles, and presses back in for another kiss...