[Sayaka honestly isn't sure what to expect when it comes to kisses--sure, all of the stuff she's read makes it sound like the best thing in the world. That when someone kisses you, it's the best feeling in the world and the whole world stops for you and them. It's so...overly dramatized, much like everything else in the world.
Time doesn't stop and the environment doesn't go all sparkly, nor does fitting music start to play. But...the quiet simplicity of it all, of feeling Alex's lips against hers is enough. It's more than enough, and it makes warmth flood through her chest and her eyes close as she returns the kiss tentatively. Kindly, even--even if it's clear she has no clue what she's doing, and she's...returning, as best as she can, the warmth that she feels.
It's...nice. It's nice, and she could stay like that forever, honestly, but it's gentle and short and when she pulls back, Sayaka just...kind of lets that feeling set, for a little bit. She looks so content, for once...]
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Time doesn't stop and the environment doesn't go all sparkly, nor does fitting music start to play. But...the quiet simplicity of it all, of feeling Alex's lips against hers is enough. It's more than enough, and it makes warmth flood through her chest and her eyes close as she returns the kiss tentatively. Kindly, even--even if it's clear she has no clue what she's doing, and she's...returning, as best as she can, the warmth that she feels.
It's...nice. It's nice, and she could stay like that forever, honestly, but it's gentle and short and when she pulls back, Sayaka just...kind of lets that feeling set, for a little bit. She looks so content, for once...]