Why don't I agree to not doubt your more-than-fine skills?
*She shoved her hands into the back pockets of her jeans, for lack of an acceptable alternative... there was a disturbing desire to reach out for further affection, physical though it may be. She was having none of that.*
I don't think your... ego needs any further stimulation. *winking* you're not the first guy I've kissed, Momos...
*just the first god in eons, to kiss like that...*