[ which makes her laugh and pull her hand away again, leaning in to kiss his cheek before she settles back again ]
So it's decided, neither of us will go home. Which means Sirius will have to stay too, of course. I have a few more friends I'd like to keep here, but you, sir, you have to promise.
[ pinky promise! seeing as she's holding her pinky up between them now ]
Promise you'll stay here with me.
[ she knows he can't control it, none of them can. but even wanting him to make that promise means something, doesn't it? she thinks it does. so, she's doing it. ]
[ Raven's not sure why she's blushing, though it might be due to the fact that his smile makes her feel flustered and gooey inside, in the most mature and coolest way possible of course, and the only way to describe the way she's looking at him for a moment is with complete adoration. but then she huffs a laugh, looks down at her lap like she needs to take a pause to pull herself back together ]
-- Can I kiss you again? Is it too soon to kiss you again? Because if it is, I'm going to have to insist that you be less charming. [ but she's already bunching her hand up in the front of his jumpsuit, tilting her head and shutting her eyes and, well, kissing him. ] -- there's only so much a girl can take.
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So it's decided, neither of us will go home. Which means Sirius will have to stay too, of course. I have a few more friends I'd like to keep here, but you, sir, you have to promise.
[ pinky promise! seeing as she's holding her pinky up between them now ]
Promise you'll stay here with me.
[ she knows he can't control it, none of them can. but even wanting him to make that promise means something, doesn't it? she thinks it does. so, she's doing it. ]
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[He hooks their pinky fingers together quite seriously, with an indulgent little smile. His expression soon turns a bit more solemn, and he adds:]
I really do.
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-- Can I kiss you again? Is it too soon to kiss you again? Because if it is, I'm going to have to insist that you be less charming. [ but she's already bunching her hand up in the front of his jumpsuit, tilting her head and shutting her eyes and, well, kissing him. ] -- there's only so much a girl can take.
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[He grins as their mouths meet-- and again-- and he makes the third deeper, as he pushes his hand through her hair, knotting his fingers there--]