[Then take it he shall, because a peck isn't going to cut it right now. At least, that's the conclusion that Urianger comes to once the moment has passed.
Before Ithaqua can pull back, Urianger loops an arm around to keep him in place. Though his palm is gently pressed against Ithaqua's back, there's a sense of urgency there.
Prithee, more.
He closes the distance to rejoin their lips, only this time he remains. He doesn't want to pull away, not until he needs to breathe.]
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Before Ithaqua can pull back, Urianger loops an arm around to keep him in place. Though his palm is gently pressed against Ithaqua's back, there's a sense of urgency there.
Prithee, more.
He closes the distance to rejoin their lips, only this time he remains. He doesn't want to pull away, not until he needs to breathe.]