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[ here comes brianna just wandering into the library/study, half-naked as usual, though she has her heels on at the moment. doesn't look very ready, but that's because she's been attempting to find her MIA brother. ]

[ ping! spots said brother and saunters on over to him and stands there, hands on her hips, though she looks amused instead of irritated. ]

Hey handsome.

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Nothing, hm? [ doesn't look at her as he lifts a hand to slide in between the car seat & her back. it's only when his palm is flat against her skin that he leans his face in close to kiss at the corner of her right eye. ]

Truly?

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[ sharply draws her breath in, head rolling back onto the back of the seat, neck exposed. lets out a low, nearly inaudible sound, her breathing a bit unsteady while slowly turning her head to look at his face.

their noses and lips are merely an inch away, though the corner of her lip turns up as she comes to her senses again. ]

Truly.

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[ fingers play a little light dance across her skin, trailing upwards until his hand comes to rest on the back of her neck. leans in closer, sharing breathing space for a moment until he moves upward to press his lips against her forehead.

he keeps it there, thus making it seem more like fond contact rather than a kiss. ]

And I've no reason to question you.

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[ shivers slightly when his fingers make their way up, feeling her eyes closing at the kiss-yet-not, simply pausing to enjoy it and soak in the warmth as long as she can. knows it won't happen again for a while. ]

[ thick lashes flutter open as she feels the car stop, being the first person to move away this time. takes another moment to adjust (steady; ready) herself. ]

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[ breathes in & out quietly, feeling his standard smile coming to set itself across his lips. exits the car, stands straight, regal, his head held high.

offers his arm to brianna, already slipping into the role. murmurs: ]

Now. Shall we, princess?

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[ watches him as he steps out, giving him a muted fond look before turning on that bright, cool smile of hers.

slinks up and out of the car to mirror his actions, her arm and hand featherlight and gentle on his. speaks lowly, though it's said with some amusement, an almost redundant statement but she voices it nonetheless: ]

You lead. I'll follow.

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Always.

[ it was the natural way of things. he guides her steps with his own as they make head-way into the building. this was the environment in which they flourished; of bright lights, expensive smiles, envious glances.

leading her onto the dance floor, he dislodges his arm from her light grip, offering her a smile as he steps away towards the drinks and the conversations. midst the hours, he finds himself occasionally glancing back, watching her shine. ]