[that's the ticket, right there. a kiss is all it'll take to get things rolling, and she can feel something warm, warmer than him, when she presses her lips to his. is this what moonlacing is? so soon, too? for a moment she wonders how the planet knows intent, but his lips are soft, and it's so rare that she has to stretch more to kiss anyone, so she'd better enjoy this moment and leave the questions to be asked later.
her hands slide up his chest to slide up to his neck, then back down, down, down, to rest at his hips. so eager to busy herself with him, it seems.]
[ Now, Guanshan may be bonier than even most men, but Tian discovers quickly that Milly is pretty much not bony at all. Which is ... a bit disappointing. But it's better to not think about all the ways she definitely isn't a man and focus more on how eagerly she touches him.
Does she enjoy being pushed around, he wonders, and experimentally puts his hands on her shoulders to push her towards one of the trees. ]
[he's got the right idea, taking control for a moment. she moves with him, easily, letting out a small noise when her back hits a tree. there's a laugh for him, hummed against his lips, while her hands tug at the hem of his shirt, fingers finding the skin under it to rake her nails down.
he's lean, tall, with dark hair... if she squints, and lets her imagination take control, he kind of looks like lelouch. of course, lelouch would never make a bet he had any chance of losing, would never dare to let his urges take over his senses in somewhere so public. but oh, does she wish he would. still, he tian is the one in front of her, and she can't let herself get caught up in wishes and what-ifs— if milly gets too distracted, she might disappoint him even more.]
he tian ❧ tdm
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her hands slide up his chest to slide up to his neck, then back down, down, down, to rest at his hips. so eager to busy herself with him, it seems.]
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Does she enjoy being pushed around, he wonders, and experimentally puts his hands on her shoulders to push her towards one of the trees. ]
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he's lean, tall, with dark hair... if she squints, and lets her imagination take control, he kind of looks like lelouch. of course, lelouch would never make a bet he had any chance of losing, would never dare to let his urges take over his senses in somewhere so public. but oh, does she wish he would. still, he tian is the one in front of her, and she can't let herself get caught up in wishes and what-ifs— if milly gets too distracted, she might disappoint him even more.]