She'd insist that the scoundrel was still him if he left her room to answer, let alone breathe, before claiming her lips again.
Leia wilts atop him, barely having the presence of mind to push her hair back out of the way as best she can without moving. She really ought to replait it, but that would also require moving. Right now, that's the last thing she wants to do.
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Date: 2015-12-24 08:34 am (UTC)Leia wilts atop him, barely having the presence of mind to push her hair back out of the way as best she can without moving. She really ought to replait it, but that would also require moving. Right now, that's the last thing she wants to do.