[ They almost certainly will, because he's still too tall, and the closer they get the more she has to tilt her head back. Not that she seems to mind in the slightest. There's only a beat of hesitation before she parts her lips for him, more coaxing than shy as she brings her hand up to the back of his neck and brushes her tongue gently against his.
This is familiar enough territory for her still; even the swell of emotion has a touch of familiar ache. But it's different because it's him. She won't let herself dwell on those memories just now. Instead she gives him a light tug, trying to get him to sink down more to the pillows with her where she won't have to think about their heights at all. ]
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This is familiar enough territory for her still; even the swell of emotion has a touch of familiar ache. But it's different because it's him. She won't let herself dwell on those memories just now. Instead she gives him a light tug, trying to get him to sink down more to the pillows with her where she won't have to think about their heights at all. ]