( a smile picks at the corner of his mouth, the barest upward tug of his lips. what it lacks in dazzling scope it makes up for in its earnestness because he wants far too much and it frightens him a little sometimes.
but then she's kissing him again, her fingers smoothing along his jaw, and he allows himself to be swept up in the heat and the soft press of her against him. thinks of the war room, of missed opportunities, and lets himself briefly forget the rest. )
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( a smile picks at the corner of his mouth, the barest upward tug of his lips. what it lacks in dazzling scope it makes up for in its earnestness because he wants far too much and it frightens him a little sometimes.
but then she's kissing him again, her fingers smoothing along his jaw, and he allows himself to be swept up in the heat and the soft press of her against him. thinks of the war room, of missed opportunities, and lets himself briefly forget the rest. )