[He opened to her, arms winding around her frame and pulling her atop as she moved into his lap. There was always that dark, secret little thrill about being with her like this, even for something as 'mild' as kissing her. It was like they hadn't had any privacy for hours...
It always made his glasses steam, but damn it if he even cared, sizzling away as he worked the warm the both of them.
She didn't need this right here... nimble fingers loosened her scarf and let it slither to the bench, exposing the nape of her neck to that first touch. But was it Chroma, or his own innate fire magic flowing through his blood that always left that tingling warmth in his fingers' wake?]
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It always made his glasses steam, but damn it if he even cared, sizzling away as he worked the warm the both of them.
She didn't need this right here... nimble fingers loosened her scarf and let it slither to the bench, exposing the nape of her neck to that first touch. But was it Chroma, or his own innate fire magic flowing through his blood that always left that tingling warmth in his fingers' wake?]