[Evangeline has had deep kisses before. She would go so far as to say that she's had a lot of them. She's kissed people while scrambling to get their clothes off of them without being willing to stop kissing them even for a moment.
This feels different. Something that makes her heart pound for reasons entirely unrelated to physical desire. Even if the physical motions are the same, the emotions welling up in her are new and unfamiliar, and she wants more of them.
She presses as close as she can to him as she kisses back, like maybe she could sink into him if she just tried hard enough. Like she could attach herself and he could never be taken away from her.]
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This feels different. Something that makes her heart pound for reasons entirely unrelated to physical desire. Even if the physical motions are the same, the emotions welling up in her are new and unfamiliar, and she wants more of them.
She presses as close as she can to him as she kisses back, like maybe she could sink into him if she just tried hard enough. Like she could attach herself and he could never be taken away from her.]