Date: 2010-11-29 04:31 am (UTC)
A kiss can be a very intimate thing, and Olga knows this. A walking while being carried kiss tinged with a little desperation is no different, but a little more awkward. She grins, laughs a little as they make their way, navigating around the couch and down the hall.

And then she's lost again, lost to the heat of his mouth and his hands, lost to the sweetness of his hunger and his ache.
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