[ Miles returns each kiss as greedily as he dares, catching her lips with his own. Warmth and taste spilling over him in turn as he takes in all he can reach of her. He reaches a hand out to brace gently - carefully - on her arm, the touch light enough that a slight twist could easily pull away.
It's good to know that she returns some level of affection, even something small. He'll treasure it, like a jewel glittering in the bottom of his soul. It gives him the strength to meet her eyes at last. Chin lifting, gray eyes bright with emotion. ]
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It's good to know that she returns some level of affection, even something small. He'll treasure it, like a jewel glittering in the bottom of his soul. It gives him the strength to meet her eyes at last. Chin lifting, gray eyes bright with emotion. ]
Of course.