[ It's almost like she can feel the tension ebbing out of Percy, like water at low tide, and she finds herself smiling into the kiss. Good.
His fingers on her thigh tickle a little at first, and then they just feel good, like anywhere on her body is where his hands should be. She draws her own down over his chest, tracing the lines and planes of it as she traces his lip with her tongue. ]
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His fingers on her thigh tickle a little at first, and then they just feel good, like anywhere on her body is where his hands should be. She draws her own down over his chest, tracing the lines and planes of it as she traces his lip with her tongue. ]