At the Movie: Dana, Sorin, & OPEN
Dana wasn't one to blush, so when Sorin placed the kiss on her cheek, she didn't. It did help her feel a little better though and her expression became less frightful and more of anticipation. She moved her shoulder as the kiss on her ear tickled a bit and she let out a small laugh, "Yes."
Someone once commented to her about how skinny Sorin was and questioned why she often sought him out. They didn't understand. They'd never understand. For they looked at Sorin's thin frame differently than she did. She saw the art in the form. Often times she'd trace over his hip bones, admiring the way they curved under his skin.
"And after that I will taste your lips," she reached up and tapped his mouth, then her finger trailed down over his chin, "And your chest and other places." Her hand stopped just above the waist of his pants.