The ferocity of his kiss made her wind her hands around his neck, softly tugging at his hair. When he kissed her like that, all she wanted was to be closer to him, at close as she could possibly get, but she knew that having encounter in the woods probably wasn't the best idea. She pulled badk from his lips, gasping for air, even though that bit might have been a bit exaggerated, and laid her forehead where it was before.
"I guess that means you're not mad anymore." It was a bit of a tease, but her tone was soft, and barely above a whisper. Could it have been that easy to fix what seemed to be making both of them angry?