[Oh bless him, he's so... what is the upright word? Discombobulated? Yes, that one will do. She keeps her hand on his face to help guide him to her lips. Thankfully, she's not that much taller than he is -- a rarity around these parts -- but she doesn't want him to miss. He might pass out from embarrassment, and she can't have that.
She leans in close, close enough he can likely feel her breath upon his face, and brings her voice to a whisper as she sets her other hand on his shoulder.]
You do not need to be nervous, Kieran. I will show you how, and I will be gentle.
[And for someone who implied she'd maim anyone who tried to hurt him, she is gentle. Her nose brushes against his first, so lightly that it might have been an accident. Next, her lips barely come into contact with his, delicate as a butterfly landing, just so he knows she's there. And finally, a second later, she presses her lips against his, her face tilted to one side just like in the novels; she can feel how warm he is, and she tries to reciprocate, her own lips smooth and inviting. He may feel her smile during that smooch -- his whiskers tickle.]
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She leans in close, close enough he can likely feel her breath upon his face, and brings her voice to a whisper as she sets her other hand on his shoulder.]
You do not need to be nervous, Kieran. I will show you how, and I will be gentle.
[And for someone who implied she'd maim anyone who tried to hurt him, she is gentle. Her nose brushes against his first, so lightly that it might have been an accident. Next, her lips barely come into contact with his, delicate as a butterfly landing, just so he knows she's there. And finally, a second later, she presses her lips against his, her face tilted to one side just like in the novels; she can feel how warm he is, and she tries to reciprocate, her own lips smooth and inviting. He may feel her smile during that smooch -- his whiskers tickle.]