[SEASONAL EVENT] A Palmer for Long Night

His insistence on ignoring the very obvious, very giggly audience made her blush deepen and eyes widen slightly. It certainly made her feel good about herself in a weird sort of way...that he didn't care what sort of grief his siblings might give him later he wanted to kiss her right that instant. It gave her a warm feeling in her stomach that she couldn't quite place, the sensation only becoming more intense when took her chin to forcibly (not that she resisted at all) tilt her face up to his. His lips gently pressed against hers and for a moment she was...a bit underwhelmed. A simple, chaste little kiss that was far from the sort of passionate thing one reads about in novels they'd much rather not admit to having hid under their bed. But as the little pitter patter of feet indicated their audience was gone, Phoebe was more than rewarded for her patience. She had very little idea what she was doing but she had a vague understanding of what she was supposed to do, moving her lips against his, near meltong against his side. Her breath hitched a little at his more bold actions, eyes still closed as he pulled away. Brown eyes fluttered opened, feeling breathless and red-cheeked. It took her a second to respond but she nodded a little, smiling brightly up at him. "U-uh-huh..." she managed after a moment. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself