[ Her hand lingers for a moment on his cheek, the way he leans into her touch causing the odd, fleeting feeling of warmth to bloom in the center of her core. It isn't new, but she finds that it happens far more frequently as of late. The way he smiles at her causes it, as can a mere touch, and when he laughs, she feels strangely weak.
Behind the warmth is the tug of yearning, soft and subtle for now, but stronger than it used to be. An emotion she doesn't quite grasp and cannot name. Nonetheless, the smile she returns comes naturally as she holds his gaze. ]
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[ Her hand lingers for a moment on his cheek, the way he leans into her touch causing the odd, fleeting feeling of warmth to bloom in the center of her core. It isn't new, but she finds that it happens far more frequently as of late. The way he smiles at her causes it, as can a mere touch, and when he laughs, she feels strangely weak.
Behind the warmth is the tug of yearning, soft and subtle for now, but stronger than it used to be. An emotion she doesn't quite grasp and cannot name. Nonetheless, the smile she returns comes naturally as she holds his gaze. ]