“What do I smell like?” she asks out of curiosity. Lois had dabbed on some perfume before work, but that was early this morning. Surely he can’t still smell it.
Her breath catches just before he kisses her. She’s struck by how sweet and soft it is, not crashing his mouth against hers. Still, it isn’t shy either.
Maybe she’s underestimated him.
Lois opens her mouth slightly against his as she twists her fingers in his shirt.
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Date: 2026-01-11 03:58 am (UTC)Her breath catches just before he kisses her. She’s struck by how sweet and soft it is, not crashing his mouth against hers. Still, it isn’t shy either.
Maybe she’s underestimated him.
Lois opens her mouth slightly against his as she twists her fingers in his shirt.