[The smell of her hair goes to his head like strong wine. Her body is lean, but parts of it are still soft. As she presses against him, he can feel the curves of her, through too many layers of clothing. Now he gives in, sliding a knee between her thighs--but not too far up. Testing. He has enough presence of mind to take it slow. His fingers continue down her throat, fingertips resting against her rapid pulse. His other hand cups her cheek.]
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