[ Steve’s slight embarrassment is easy to pick up on. Normally that would be Dutch’s cue to back off. After all, she’s not merciless. Right now, though, she can’t get close enough to him. She laughs, too, albeit quietly. ] No worries. It’s like riding a bicycle.
[ Her fingertips lightly traced circles on his back. It felt nice to touch him, be near him. It was much nicer than simply speaking to him through the MID and she hoped that he felt the same way. Dutch grazes her lips lightly over the skin of his neck, placing a kiss here or there ’til her lips reach his ear. ] Do you dance, Steve?
[ Part of her wants to stand there, kissing him for the rest of the foreseeable future, but dancing with him sounds incredibly appealing. The music around them is loud and it’s hard for Dutch not to move her hips to the beat. However, she doesn’t want to step away from Steve. Not even to dance. ]
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[ Her fingertips lightly traced circles on his back. It felt nice to touch him, be near him. It was much nicer than simply speaking to him through the MID and she hoped that he felt the same way. Dutch grazes her lips lightly over the skin of his neck, placing a kiss here or there ’til her lips reach his ear. ] Do you dance, Steve?
[ Part of her wants to stand there, kissing him for the rest of the foreseeable future, but dancing with him sounds incredibly appealing. The music around them is loud and it’s hard for Dutch not to move her hips to the beat. However, she doesn’t want to step away from Steve. Not even to dance. ]