[How can someone so big and stupid and brawny manage to be so gentle? It's not the first time she's asked herself that, and she's sure it won't be the last. Her eyelids lower for just a moment as he presses his lips to her temple, followed by a soft hitch of her breath as she decides to set her fishing rod aside in full. She shifts slightly, turning towards him and raising her now-free hand to catch against one of the leather straps crossing his chest.]
... hey.
[She looks up at him intently, her expression suddenly somber, and she holds his gaze for a few moments before leaning upwards to press her lips against his, tentative at first. She's never been the one to initiate before, but there's a first time for everything.]
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... hey.
[She looks up at him intently, her expression suddenly somber, and she holds his gaze for a few moments before leaning upwards to press her lips against his, tentative at first. She's never been the one to initiate before, but there's a first time for everything.]