[Butterflies. She's familiar with the sort of excited infatuation that makes her feel giddy, a little more bold, a little more excited. Like the thrum of quintessence under her skin, filling her with energy and making her heart beat at an uneven pace as she watched Lance and Keith once again, when Keith's hand brushes past her knees. Things were unfolding between them in an unexpected ways, but it felt... safe. Welcomed. Whatever it is, she wanted to explore it with them.
For all of her bold proclamations earlier, her voice quiets into a soft "Oh." when Keith's hand curves around her side and his lips find the curve of her neck. Heat gathers at her face, up to her ears and she's quite certain he can feel the rapid pace of her pulse- Maybe both of them can at such a close proximity.
One hand finds Keith's cheek, gently holding him there and she closes her eyes, tilting her head to revel in the kiss for as long as he'll linger. After a moment her lashes flutter back open when she realizes that Lance is watching, and she catches his eye with hers, worrying at her bottom lip with her teeth as her free hand finds his once again, threading her fingers with his.]
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Date: 2019-01-12 02:11 am (UTC)For all of her bold proclamations earlier, her voice quiets into a soft "Oh." when Keith's hand curves around her side and his lips find the curve of her neck. Heat gathers at her face, up to her ears and she's quite certain he can feel the rapid pace of her pulse- Maybe both of them can at such a close proximity.
One hand finds Keith's cheek, gently holding him there and she closes her eyes, tilting her head to revel in the kiss for as long as he'll linger. After a moment her lashes flutter back open when she realizes that Lance is watching, and she catches his eye with hers, worrying at her bottom lip with her teeth as her free hand finds his once again, threading her fingers with his.]