[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

His hands start to drift down her back toward her hips again and she curls herself into the touch with a slight arch of her back, only causing another little sharp sound to pass her lips in a breathy exhale. She doesn’t have time to add anything else, either, because his lips meet hers in quite a tender touch and her heart swells with the appreciation of it all the same.

Perhaps it was far too tender for two people that have just met, but Kiada has been missing out on it for so long now that she can’t help her appreciation as she presses back into the kiss, hands still braced on either side of his head as she keeps herself arched just enough to remain draped over him with a fraction of space between her torso and his in that dangerous space where each and every little movement sparks that needy sensation back in her gut, flushing her cheeks and neck more and more as she pushes back into the kiss, letting it guide her away from her typical brash and quick reactions. Sometimes taking it slow was necessary, and Kiada needed to remind herself that she did in fact have all the time in the world now.

i was young and stupid then, always playing for the win
don't know where we got this bad, i just wish i had you back