[He hums, rewarding her with a deeper kiss, though it's hesitant at first, and finally releases her wrists. He lingers against her lips a moment before drawing back, and this time trails both his hands down her sides to the waistband of her skirt. He pauses, there, settling partway on his haunches and looking... comically like a cat, warring with himself over what to do about the skirt, until he decides to leave it be and move around it. His hands skim farther, then inward, and he lays his hands palm-down just above her knees, glancing up at her to make sure she's still on board.]
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