[ The next noise she makes is almost a laugh, a little breathless, the kind of sound that just bubbles up helplessly and that she wouldn't stop even if she could. This is just one of those things where Ritsuka has never really suffered for not having--but that doesn't mean it isn't something she has wanted. A lot of her romantic notions and desires have been discarded along the way, but maybe this is something she's actually allowed to have: a nice boy that she feels like actually really understands her, and what she's been through, and that she feels like she understands in turn.
Also, he's cute. He's cute, and she likes him, and sometimes it really can be that simple.
This time, she takes the very daring step of going up onto her toes a little, pressing herself more firmly up against him. She might not be bold enough to escalate further yet, but she's working up to it. She's curious to try. ]
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Also, he's cute. He's cute, and she likes him, and sometimes it really can be that simple.
This time, she takes the very daring step of going up onto her toes a little, pressing herself more firmly up against him. She might not be bold enough to escalate further yet, but she's working up to it. She's curious to try. ]