[ His tongue is so full of temptation. Every time she tells herself that's enough, move away, you can't possibly kiss someone this long...she's going in for more, pushing her tongue in deeper. Without even thinking, her hands snake up to hold his cheeks, to keep him right where she wants him, as usual. If she's going to tempt herself and fate, to see if it's humanly possibly to kiss herself to death, then so it shall be.

Thankfully, he's looking out for her, eventually pulling away before she can completely starve herself of oxygen. It was getting pretty dicey there, the heavy breaths shooting in and out of her nose not nearly enough to keep her from getting dizzy. Or maybe that was just him? The effect he always seems to have on her?

When they've parted, she licks her lips, breaking the thin trail that connects them, savoring her last morsel. ]

Ahaha. Funny. I was going to say the same thing to you.

[ Another kiss, then it's another moment of sweet respite, safe and warm in his arms. She shifts her hands to his back, stroking lightly, sneaking a few soft pecks whenever she can't stop herself. ]

The maze isn't going anywhere, okay? You're more important.

[ Flowers are such fleeting things. Her time with him may be, too. Of things that may be around for a short time, she'd rather have him. ]

Of course. [ At last, she tears herself away, just a little, then moves them over to the bench, never letting go as they sink down together. ]

You'd better get comfortable. I may not let you move for a while, you know~