[ Any sort of reluctance she might have had melts away. They'd kissed here and there while she was under the effects of the virus, true, but not often, and not with their usual enthusiasm. God she'd missed it.
She's happy to give in under that tugging insistence, and her propping arm folds up and gives way as she leans down for that kiss. It starts out careful, a little hesitant, ready to break and pull back again if the cure picks this moment to act up in either of them. But the enthusiasm can't dampen itself for long, and in just a few seconds she's amping up to where they left off, pre-virus.
She's also careful not to press on any rebelling organs, thanks. One hand curls near his head, while the other threads fingers lightly through his hair. Taking that walk is looking less and less likely after all. ]
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She's happy to give in under that tugging insistence, and her propping arm folds up and gives way as she leans down for that kiss. It starts out careful, a little hesitant, ready to break and pull back again if the cure picks this moment to act up in either of them. But the enthusiasm can't dampen itself for long, and in just a few seconds she's amping up to where they left off, pre-virus.
She's also careful not to press on any rebelling organs, thanks. One hand curls near his head, while the other threads fingers lightly through his hair. Taking that walk is looking less and less likely after all. ]