[ She feels rather short of breath herself, whether a result of being more near to this woman than she would have anticipated or the more confined space they find themselves in between the towering bookshelves, but it isn't stopping her from returning the kiss with equal fervor and attention, almost seeming to forget entirely where they are and the possibility of interruption at any moment.
The flush of warmth beneath the folds of her dress is only more intense when she recalls a kiss like this one and what it had soon led to — and she voices the softest of sounds into the kiss itself when Mary presses even closer to her, the softness of her body more palpably felt even through the fabrics of their clothing. ]
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The flush of warmth beneath the folds of her dress is only more intense when she recalls a kiss like this one and what it had soon led to — and she voices the softest of sounds into the kiss itself when Mary presses even closer to her, the softness of her body more palpably felt even through the fabrics of their clothing. ]