i gently grab their chin and tilt their head back. our eyes meet for a moment and then my gaze flashes to their mouth. i stare at their lips and run my thumb over the bottom one. the faintest pink shadow crosses their cheeks. i push some stray hair behind their ear and lean in. i cup their face while their hands pull at my collar, and our lips softly press together
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