Piotr just grins, pulling her closer, and leans in to kiss her.
It's been a long three days. For a lot of reasons.
Kate's always been a good kisser, and her mouth on his tastes as if she's just been drinking milk with cinnamon, sweet and strangely comforting. And he knows--
something infinitesimal and undetectable changes, and he has no way to know but he knows--
Piotr breaks the kiss with a gasp, staring at Kate as she's staring at him. "Katya, what--?"
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Date: 2007-11-04 04:06 am (UTC)It's been a long three days. For a lot of reasons.
Kate's always been a good kisser, and her mouth on his tastes as if she's just been drinking milk with cinnamon, sweet and strangely comforting. And he knows--
something infinitesimal and undetectable changes, and he has no way to know but he knows--
Piotr breaks the kiss with a gasp, staring at Kate as she's staring at him. "Katya, what--?"