Moira finds it especially amusing how James apologizes to her as she lands in his lap, right before she kisses him. She never realized how easily flustered he becomes; she wishes she knew that fact sooner. He remains flustered throughout the kiss, his eyes widened as he takes everything in. It's oddly endearing, in its own way.
She's still grinning when they pull apart, his hand on her shoulder and her hands moving to his chest. Her eyes are alight with mischief, desire, and something else she doesn't want to consider right now.
"That? That was me kissing you," she informs him, giving him a brief, playful poke in the chest before leaning down again to whisper in his ear. "And just so you know, I'm going to do it again."
This time her kiss is slightly firmer, more insistent. So he knows she means it.
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Date: 2014-06-10 09:52 am (UTC)She's still grinning when they pull apart, his hand on her shoulder and her hands moving to his chest. Her eyes are alight with mischief, desire, and something else she doesn't want to consider right now.
"That? That was me kissing you," she informs him, giving him a brief, playful poke in the chest before leaning down again to whisper in his ear. "And just so you know, I'm going to do it again."
This time her kiss is slightly firmer, more insistent. So he knows she means it.