[His reciprocation is not missed, though it only shows itself in the slightest shift of his body. It sparks something hopeful in Diana. This kiss is so different from those that had come before it. With Steve (the last person she'd kissed, though she tries not to think about that), they had been riding the high of victory, preparing for a battle they didn't know if they could win. On Themyscira, kisses with other Amazons had been rushed, full of fervor and secrecy.
But this one is measured, soft, and entirely intentional. Given from a place in her heart she hasn't thought of in a long time.
The ache is still present in her limbs, but it isn't nearly as prevalent as it had been just minutes ago. She smiles, gentle and affectionate, and draws her thumb once more across his cheek before moving it to his shoulder. Her heart tells her to kiss him again, but her mind scolds her for wanting as much. She does not want to push too much, and presses the selfish part of herself down. For now.
She squeezes his shoulders gently, slowly making to stand. Her voice is gentle, and there's an undertone of something in her words, as if she's disappointed that she's saying this at all.]
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But this one is measured, soft, and entirely intentional. Given from a place in her heart she hasn't thought of in a long time.
The ache is still present in her limbs, but it isn't nearly as prevalent as it had been just minutes ago. She smiles, gentle and affectionate, and draws her thumb once more across his cheek before moving it to his shoulder. Her heart tells her to kiss him again, but her mind scolds her for wanting as much. She does not want to push too much, and presses the selfish part of herself down. For now.
She squeezes his shoulders gently, slowly making to stand. Her voice is gentle, and there's an undertone of something in her words, as if she's disappointed that she's saying this at all.]
We should move.