[Before she even fully notices they're moving, her back hits the tree and she makes a tiny sound of surprise - how exciting! How wonderful this feeling is, as though the two of them are the only ones in the whole world at this moment, all of their attention and feelings absorbed in each other. She has read many descriptions of what being with someone one loves, and who loves one in return, is like, but none of them were adequate. Secondhand words were insufficient to make her understand the way that such adoration can be expressed without words, in passion and touch and this building intensity between them.
She hopes that her own feelings are as clear in her actions, as well. She leans back against the tree and holds him close, one hand inching up to tangle in his dark curls. Ah, his hair is just as soft as she'd imagined it to be...]
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She hopes that her own feelings are as clear in her actions, as well. She leans back against the tree and holds him close, one hand inching up to tangle in his dark curls. Ah, his hair is just as soft as she'd imagined it to be...]