After a few minutes, I'd threatened to kiss you if you kept being mean to me, and of course, just as I was about to kiss you, you'd placed your hand over my mouth. C'mon, just one little kiss?... I'd mumble, grabbing your hand. Mind: "Damnit! I want her to just... let me kiss her already! I wanna know what her soft lips taste like!".
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