[bash moves up eagerly when she nudges him, and his mouth crahes into hers as he kisses her back deeply. his hand slides up her body, and he arches up against her further, leaning into her touch, into her hands as they cup his face.
he lets out a breath, smiling a little at the sight of the lip gloss smeared all over her lips. there's a tiny smile before he ducks his head and then he lifts it again, lifting up his hands too.]
Thank you. They just make it hard to be around them. They both have very different ideas, and they both want to be right more than anything. They want to win.