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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

Her breath caught in the back of her throat as he pushed the tank top up over her breasts. She was grateful to have the distraction of their kiss to not have time to be hung up on the reality of being naked in front of someone. Even as sure as she was that Michael didn't honestly care and had in fact seen it before, there was still that part of her brain that worried. It came from that same part that had longed for some sort of impossible physical perfection.

She was a bundle of nervous excitement. Lavender broke the kiss long enough to toss the tank top out of the way. She chased the action with another kiss, while it was all sort of wonderful, Lavender definitely loved kissing the most, especially with all of the different places she could kiss or be kissed. However, before she got into any of those, she paused long enough to frame his face with her hands, looking right at him. "Michael," she said her voice soft, careful not to break whatever special place they were in now because she didn't want to lose it. "Do you think we could move to the bedroom?"