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the fair penelope e. fawcett ([info]perfectblack) wrote in [info]valesco,
She shrieked when he picked her up, throwing her arms around him for purchase and burying her face in the crook of his neck. She didn't care a whit about the germs or the safety hazard associated with her bare feet, it was the distressing increase in height she found disagreeable—not that that was a problem any longer. While she was there, she found one of the tastiest parts of him at a most convenient distance and could not quite resist helping herself to it as she kissed up and down one of her favourite spots along his neck. Their contact broke very minimally as he set her down and stepped closer, but she found the changes suited her extremely well.

"I feel very tall," she agreed, which she liked immensely, because she wasn't tall at all and no one ever let her forget it. Penelope twined her legs around him firmly (or as firmly as she was capable of at this moment), then slid the hands that had fallen low on his chest (but not as agreeably low as they might have) right back up to clasp around his neck. She leaned closer so as to finally press her lips to his.

She would have been content with just that, but a very pressing thought occurred to her, so she pulled away slightly. "You're very considerate," she said between kisses. "That's why I love you." Her focus shifted to his jaw as her kisses slid to the side, and up along its strong line. She paused close by his ear to, first giggle, and then whisper, "Also, you are very beautiful. It's one of the two."

A drowsy humming noise escaped her as her nuzzling became distinctly more cat-like than girlfriend-like. "I think I shall keep you." She pressed a kiss just to the left of his adam's apple and another laugh bubbled out of her because she was tingly, and he was so warm and her head fit so well at the crook of his neck, and…


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