Niceandbrutal
Yes, but-
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It happened so fast. Suddenly she was one step closer, and then she was on her toes, and then... Arthur closed his eyes as her lips, impossibly soft and warm, were gently pressed to his. Taken unawares, he only started to respond right before she pulled away from him. When she did, Arthur almost grew dizzy from the sensation of that intimate moment. The blush and look of uncertainty on her face melted him.
"That was really..." What? Lovely? Nice? The greatest sensation I've ever felt? Arthur found that words failed him. And so he responded the only way he knew how. He leaned in and embraced her before kissing her again. The kiss was about as frivolous as the one she'd given him, but he held it much longer, enjoying the proximity of her, the feel of her body pressed against him, her warmth and softness awakening something primal in him. There was a stirring in his loins, and he knew that spelled trouble.
He reluctantly pulled away from her lips, but he held her in his arms still, his eyes locked on hers. "That's what I think of you kissing me, Maggie," he said with a thick voice and a smile. "But if we continue this before wedlock it might spell trouble. We are better than the sum of our urges and instincts, sweet Maggie. And I am afraid I really must go unless we end up doing something we shall both regret later on." There was a pronounced bulge in his pants and a flush in his face, and his voice was wavering. But he had to be strong.
"So... I will leave now. But i just want to do one final thing before departing." And he kissed her again.
"That was really..." What? Lovely? Nice? The greatest sensation I've ever felt? Arthur found that words failed him. And so he responded the only way he knew how. He leaned in and embraced her before kissing her again. The kiss was about as frivolous as the one she'd given him, but he held it much longer, enjoying the proximity of her, the feel of her body pressed against him, her warmth and softness awakening something primal in him. There was a stirring in his loins, and he knew that spelled trouble.
He reluctantly pulled away from her lips, but he held her in his arms still, his eyes locked on hers. "That's what I think of you kissing me, Maggie," he said with a thick voice and a smile. "But if we continue this before wedlock it might spell trouble. We are better than the sum of our urges and instincts, sweet Maggie. And I am afraid I really must go unless we end up doing something we shall both regret later on." There was a pronounced bulge in his pants and a flush in his face, and his voice was wavering. But he had to be strong.
"So... I will leave now. But i just want to do one final thing before departing." And he kissed her again.