[The smile is sweet—everything about the way he's treating her right now is, and unfamiliar or not, she likes him like this. Relaxed. Happy. Considering everything that's happened, it's a relief that he can still wind down this way. This is a side of him she's still getting used to, and so when he tells her he trusts her, she's left a little speechless. Maybe it's silly. She knows that he trusts her, and he's shown it through his actions a million times over, but she also knows how much it takes for him to say it, and it makes her heart skip a beat.
Before she can respond, though, he kisses her, and she gets caught up in it, too. He makes that noise, and suddenly she feels breathless, her hips shifting into his automatically. Her hands slide up his chest, stopping to cling to his shoulders in an unconscious attempt to ground herself.]
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Before she can respond, though, he kisses her, and she gets caught up in it, too. He makes that noise, and suddenly she feels breathless, her hips shifting into his automatically. Her hands slide up his chest, stopping to cling to his shoulders in an unconscious attempt to ground herself.]