Karen Greene of NYC, by way of Lynet of Orkney (lynet) wrote in refried_scenes,
It hits her all at once -- she's kissed boys before, the way anyone does, stealing kisses in the stable, testing out what it's like. This is not that. She'd meant for it to be gentle, but before she knows it, she's half off the stool, one hand fisted in his hair, kissing him hard.
(If anyone were to catch them at it, there'd be talk for sure. But she finds she doesn't really care.)