[ the kiss is one thing, but he's... not used to being described in such glowing terms, especially not his appearance. If she did want to see him embarrassed, she succeeded. As mature and on top of things as he seems, he's still a young man with insecurities and inexperience; his cheeks turn a dusky shade of pink, and his face turns a little more serious. ]
... Judith.
[ he can't help himself - he leans in again, lips meeting hers, and kisses her once more, this time more properly, lingering long while his fingers tangle in her hair. His heart might very well have migrated into his ears for how loud his pulse sounds, but he doesn't care. There's nothing to be afraid of with her anymore. ]
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... Judith.
[ he can't help himself - he leans in again, lips meeting hers, and kisses her once more, this time more properly, lingering long while his fingers tangle in her hair. His heart might very well have migrated into his ears for how loud his pulse sounds, but he doesn't care. There's nothing to be afraid of with her anymore. ]