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"Preferably..." She trailed off, smirking at him.
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She wasn't expecting him to scoop her up, letting out a small giggle as he did. Emery waited until he set her down, still smirking up at him as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her.
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Edited at June 4, 2026 10:16 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Emery laced her hands into his hair, kissing him back.
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Edited at June 4, 2026 10:16 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Her breath hitched as she felt Noah's hands underneath her top, warm against her skin. Emery weakened slightly, keeping her hands in his hair.
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Edited at June 4, 2026 10:16 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Emery could feel herself relax more as the two continued, feeling his grip on her waist and the callouses on his hands. She kept her lips to his besides when he pulled away for a short breath, her doing so as well.
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Edited at June 4, 2026 10:17 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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