[The small sound of approval the Ascian makes is nearly swallowed up entirely by their mouths, and the same went for the quick intake of breath between kisses. And it's not long before he slips his tongue past her lips, seeking out her own, the taste and feel of her mouth against his own. And from the back of her head, his hand slides back to cup the side of Mira's face, thumb rubbing comparatively gently along her cheek, in contrast to the near intensity of the kiss.
And having pulled her close, his other arm moves to trail along Mira's back instead, fingers massaging intermittently along her spine.
If Emet-Selch was going to be woken up (if not quite pulled out of bed), this was definitely one of the more congenial ways of doing so.]
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And having pulled her close, his other arm moves to trail along Mira's back instead, fingers massaging intermittently along her spine.
If Emet-Selch was going to be woken up (if not quite pulled out of bed), this was definitely one of the more congenial ways of doing so.]