She smiles at him as she strokes his cheek, needing to balance something sharp with something tender.
"That's my favorite thing, you know. That we can simply kiss one another whenever we like, because we can." Just not in front of Joshua. That's still strange.
“Mm,” he hums, closing his eyes briefly, lazily. “I find myself kissed more each day than I was in the sum total of my first thirty or odd years of life.”
"I do aim to maintain a minimum thirty kisses a day," she says seriously, though it's just her teasing. She thinks she surpasses that easily, without even trying. Kisses to his cheek, his hair, his shoulder.
“Star Trek is not so much about romance, I suppose,” he says. “I do not need to read about or watch other lovers when I am sated by your presence alone.”
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"Kissing me to shush me, hmm?"
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"That's my favorite thing, you know. That we can simply kiss one another whenever we like, because we can." Just not in front of Joshua. That's still strange.
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