[ Logically, dinner and the other present should come first, but when he smiles at her like that, and when his hands are on her hips like that, she finds herself leaning so slightly towards Option B.
To that effect, she goes up to give him a slow, steady kiss, fingers teasing his hair at the nape of his neck. She pulls away before long, but not before she catches his bottom lip between hers and giving it a small, playful lick.
The expression she wears when she does finally pull away is undeniably beckoning and coy. ]
Hmmm. Well, how hungry are you?
[ Because she's got a craving, and it's not for food. ]
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To that effect, she goes up to give him a slow, steady kiss, fingers teasing his hair at the nape of his neck. She pulls away before long, but not before she catches his bottom lip between hers and giving it a small, playful lick.
The expression she wears when she does finally pull away is undeniably beckoning and coy. ]
Hmmm. Well, how hungry are you?
[ Because she's got a craving, and it's not for food. ]