Re: Third Class ; Dining
She marveled that such simple things as lips and hands could make her feel so much, and while it was all still very new to her she warmed to the affection quickly, lacking the knowledge to possess restraint once her nerves had calmed. Encouragement came in the form of murmurs against his lips and her arms tightening around his neck, and when his hand found her waist she didn't stop to think, didn't dare pull away. She was a thing without inhibition or worldly wisdom, and when she climbed into his lap, legs bare beneath her gown winding around his waist, it was all feeling and no thought at all.
The loss of their kiss left her momentarily confused, at least until his lips found her jaw and she understood. "Oh," she sighed, not thinking to explain that she hadn't realized more than just lips could be kissed, and she tipped her head back, baring her throat, in a silent request for more.