[ He shifts a little to accommodate her touch. Really, he'd like it if she climbed onto his lap and they continued those kisses, but he's aware that this is a public space. Still, he lingers on that kiss, not letting it end quickly. When he finally has to break off to breathe, he presses on of the clovers to her nose. It's meant to be a sweet gesture, and in his head it was much more romantic than it looked in reality. He flushes again, but tries to keep his composure. ]
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