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She hesitated before tilting her head slightly. "Kiss my pulse.."
He seemed amused. "If you think so."
"You," she murmured. "Being back with you."
He glanced up, pausing. "I thought I told you already."
"I'm not scared," she said. "I'd be embarrassing for you to feel how much I adore you and excited you make me.."
He moved further down, kissing her neck.
"You don't have to kiss there," she said slowly, her voice hushed. "You'd feel how fast it's beating now."
He trailed kissed down to her jaw.
"You were kissing my pulse?" she asked sheepishly.
"Maybe I'd do it out of want, as well."
She flushed, her voice hinting at her embarrassing. "You noticed..?"
He kissed her cheek. "Mm. Believe what you will."
"I'm not opposed," she said warmly, kissing his cheek.
He rolled his eyes. "Maybe I'm a bit more than just a sweetheart. I may not be completely soft."
She grinned. "Because of you kissing me."
He was quiet before propping himself up on his arm and kissing her. "Is that so?"
"Let's hope," she said thoughtfully before pausing. "If it's any consolation, I'll have you know you've made my cheeks reds."
He blushed. "Hm. Maybe I should give you a payback mark."
"Do you know if your eyes could be fixed?" she asked gently.
She tilted her head for him, her blush deepening.
