[She exhales lightly as he shifts, color finding her cheeks. She lifts herself up so that her weight doesn't impede his ability to adjust his clothing. She leans in and presses her face his neck, shifting herself to allow her to pull her skirt up and out of the way so that the fabric wouldn't block him. She pulls close again, setting her forehead to his temple, watching him in that too-close manner again before setting her fingertips to his mouth, pressing lightly on his bottom lip to ask for entry.]
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