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Will Stone (lolling_tongue) wrote in light_of_may,

"I won't laugh at you," Will promised, before carefully coaching her through their game. Her compliment, it had been enough to make him lightly blush because he really enjoyed teaching others, but hearing it from Sloane was something else entirely.

There were parts of the date that were like an up and down roller coaster, where something that seemed perfectly innocent to him would spark off this sudden flood of arousal and pheromones from Sloane. He'd leave her alone in those moments, and she would seemingly pull back whatever it was so that he could thinks straight. Or, at all, really.

Will had walked Sloane back to her door, his hand barely touching the small of her back the whole way, liking the ability to touch her in a way that wasn't platonic. Naturally wanting to touch her more. "Me too," and he really had, he had liked being around her, as always, but this time it was something more for the fact that it was them out on a date. When he moved from simply standing beside her on her doorstep, to lift a hand to her jaw, it was slow and bordering on hesitant, giving her the ability to pull away if she wanted.

Leaning down to close the distance between them, his lips touched hers, what he had wanted to do so long ago. Her full lips were incredibly soft against his, she smelled so good and even just the small space of skin where he cupped her jaw in his palm made him want to touch more of her.

He was actually, finally, kissing Sloane Messinger.