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Florida pulled away slightly after the kiss. She really didn't want to move. She just wanted to lay here forever in the arms of the boy she loved. She nuzzled into the crook of his neck, closing her eyes and just... relaxing. Her fingers still toyed with his hair. She opened her eyes to gaze at Sage. If she wanted to go further, would he allow it? Would he push her if she said no. She wouldn't say no, so that wouldn't be the problem. "Sage..." she whispered. She looked at him, hoping her soft tone would ask the question instead of her actually having to say it out loud.
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Sage had curled up with her when she'd nuzzled into him, wrapping his arms around her snugly. He glanced up at her when she whispered his name, catching the tone of her voice. He couldn't help the grin the formed on his face, or the way his ears perked up. Or the way his name on her lips sent a thrill down his spine. He tugged her in for another kiss, this one firmer than the first two. it was sort of jsut...letting her know he was ok with whatever she wanted to do.
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Florida let out a quick giggle when he pulled her in for another kiss. She leaned in a little more, her chest heaving between kisses as she caught her breath. She wanted more. No- she wanted him. She gazed at him for a second before kissing a path across his jaw and back to his lips
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Sage couldn't help but grin into the kiss when he heard her giggle, and it really only fuled his passion for the girl on. Their kisses because more passionate...desperate almost, for each other. He tilted his head slightly when he felt her lips start moving along his skin, and then back to his lips, when he caught them happily, heart going about a million miles an hour by then. Part of him wondered what she'd think of him. They wanted each other...but would his body be up to her expectations? Was it what she expected? What she wanted? He wasn't sure...but he wasnt willing to stop because of a slight nerve.
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Florida pulled her hands out of his hair and put one on his chest while the other toyed with the bottom hem of his shirt. She hesitated before sliding that hand under his shirt, her palm flat against his stomach. She could feel the warmth radiating off of his skinin waves. "You're hot" she murmered then blushed "I mean hot like- not- erm..." she starmered before giving in "I defenitely meant it like that." she bit her lip her cheeks red.
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Sage sort of subconsciously pressed himself against her hand when he felt her fingers slip under the hem of his shirt, a thrill running up and down his spine. He couldn't help but laugh at her comment, a light blush growing on his own face. "Well thanks," he noted with amusement. "I'll take it either way," he added, just relieved that she seemed to be enjoying herself as much as he was. they hadn't done anything much yet...just a few kisses, and her hand was udner his shirt, but that was it. And it was already so...nice. Comfortable. "You're pretty hot yourself, you know," he added after a moment, hands having loosened around her so they were clasped around her hips lightly.
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"Depends on the day" Flo teased when he said she was hot. "Some days I look like a mess" she giggled then slid her hand higher under his shirt, kissing him again. She loved this. She had never done anything like this and she was honestly scared, but she pushed the fear away. She had a feeling Sage would stop if he felt she had even the slightest fear.
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Sage couldn't help but laugh again in response to her comment, humming lightly. He was going to respond, but shed kissed him again, so the words were long forgotten as he kissed her back, back arching slightly as he pressed against her hand. It all felt so nice....and he was fine with taking it slow.
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Florida blushed when he arched his back, a thrill running through her. She moved her hand up to his chest, her other hand going back into his hair as she kissed him just below his ear.
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Sage couldn't help but let out a small hiss of air when her hand kept moving along his skin, and once she'd kissed his neck he couldn't help but cock his head, giving her plenty of room to work. He had sweet spots there...and he had to admit he wanted her to explore and find them.
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