[Absolutely perfect. Colors dance at the corners of her vision, music playing distantly. The effects of his magic don't deter her at all, only driving her to even more eagerly deepen the kiss.
She strokes over his stomach, his chest. He doesn't have much in the way of pecs but she gives them a squeeze anyway.]
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She strokes over his stomach, his chest. He doesn't have much in the way of pecs but she gives them a squeeze anyway.]