[She pulls close to him before they sit, her arms wrapping under his, her hands fanning against his back to pull him in as she presses her body to his bare chest, lamenting that her own sweater was still in place preventing skin-on-skin contact... but that would happen soon enough. For the time being she arches up to kiss him again, still pulling him close, as if she would be perfectly content to melt right into him. After a moment her hands creep up his spine until her fingers find the base of his wings again, carefully stroking at the base before gliding up along the underside of the primary feathers in a barely there touch.]
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