No. [ Because there's no reason to pretend otherwise; it's not a vested interest of hers to line a repertoire with false achievements. She's never kissed anyone before him. Similarly, she hasn't piloted a ship alone, made something wonderful with her own hands, visited so many planets they all start to blur together, met Kevin Bacon, or cuddled a puppy that doesn't bite her or belong in the trash.
She wants to do all these, in no particular order.
Unlike before, when she'd braced his hand with hers, she instead places her palm at the center of his chest. Once more, she feels. ]
This bothers you. [ She shakes her head, eyes downcast as a beat passes. Mixed emotions, despite how many she feels herself, perplex her.
She wants...
There's nothing wrong with wanting. After shrugging off cycle's of Ego's lessons - you live to serve Ego, you have no ego - she's finally learned that. Maybe, there's nothing wrong with wanting someone, either.
She looks up at him with determination playing at her lips. ]
You shouldn't. I like kissing you.
[ With all seriousness.
And another kiss, soft on the corner of his mouth, for good measure. ]
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She wants to do all these, in no particular order.
Unlike before, when she'd braced his hand with hers, she instead places her palm at the center of his chest. Once more, she feels. ]
This bothers you. [ She shakes her head, eyes downcast as a beat passes. Mixed emotions, despite how many she feels herself, perplex her.
She wants...
There's nothing wrong with wanting. After shrugging off cycle's of Ego's lessons - you live to serve Ego, you have no ego - she's finally learned that. Maybe, there's nothing wrong with wanting someone, either.
She looks up at him with determination playing at her lips. ]
You shouldn't. I like kissing you.
[ With all seriousness.
And another kiss, soft on the corner of his mouth, for good measure. ]