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She laughed slightly, her hand brushing his hair back. "Did you want to continue your research..?"
He picked up the disc and gave it to her. "Do you see how flimsy this is?"
"I am aware," she said coolly, laughing slightly as she pressed her temple to his. "I love you."
He laughed slightly. "I'm fine. It's just a disc."
She looked up at him with a small, nonchalant grin. "Just kissing you."
It smacked him right on the side of the head, surprising him. He reached up and rubbed his temple, squinting back at her. "Nothing, really. The...
"Hm," she murmured, leaning forward and playfully kissing his neck. "That's true."
He caught it as well, throwing it back as he looked toward the water again.
She gave him a quick kiss, relaxing again. "That'd be embarrassing if there was, though."
He backed up as well, getting quite a distance before throwing to her.
She snuck a quick glance around, maybe looking a little nervous at the prospect of other people being there. "I don't see anyone.."
"I see," he said easily, taking the frisbee and inspecting it. "Should we go back to throwing?"
She turned her head for him, her free hand resting on his waist gently. "I.. I don't think so..."
He looked thoughtful, his head tipping back slightly as he considered before nodding. "Okay. That makes sense."
Her eyes fluttered and she would be still under his touch, her body relaxed as her fingers shifted slightly to play with his hair.
He looked confused, looking at his own hands. "Fingertips? How do you even incorporate fingertips in hand holding."
Her hand rested on the side of his neck, a blush crossing her nose as she leaned into his touch.
He raised an eyebrow curiously, his lips slightly pursed. "Is that so? What do they mean?"
Her eyes fluttered closed as she kissed him back, her whole body relaxing.
He squinted, still seeming unconvinced. "Hm.."
