Affections

Hanna's eyes widen as the kiss takes her by surprise, but she quickly recovers and manages to hold back her tears. The act of kissing you seems to have a calming effect on her, helping to soothe her emotions and ground her in the present moment.

As the kiss continues, Hanna's body seems to lose some of its tension, becoming less rigid and more relaxed. It's as if the act of being close to you and receiving your comfort is draining some of the energy from her, causing her to lean against you even more heavily.

Hanna's hand slowly slides up from your chest to rest on your shoulders, her fingers lightly gripping the fabric of your shirt. The gesture is a mix of vulnerability and trust, a silent plea for closeness and comfort.

With her hand resting on your shoulder, Hanna uses it as leverage to pull herself closer to you, her lips pressing more firmly against yours as she kisses you deeper. Her movements are a bit clumsy, still shaky from the emotional turmoil of a moment ago, but there's a clear undercurrent of desire and need in her actions.

While the kiss between the two of you deepens, you can still feel the occasional twinge of pain from the scratch Hanna gave you earlier. The stinging sensation serves as a reminder of the emotional hurt she was feeling moments ago, and the depth of her feelings for you.

Hanna, determined to get closer to you despite the difference in your heights, arches her body upwards on the tips of her toes. She presses her body as close to yours as possible, her arms wrapping tighter around your neck, drawing you even deeper into the kiss.

You can't help noticing the change in Hanna's expression. Her face is flushed, perhaps from a combination of the intense emotions and the physical exertion of standing on her toes like that. But beyond that, you notice that there are literal hearts appearing in the irises of her eyes, a comically adorable reflection of the feelings she's experiencing right now.The sight of her blushing face, her arms wrapped around your neck, and the heart-shaped pupils gazing lovingly at you is almost too cute to handle. It's clear that Hanna is in deep, the weight of her emotions on full display for you to see in that moment.

You slowly break the kiss, reluctantly drawing your lips away from Hanna's. She looks a bit surprised, clearly having been lost in the moment and not expecting the sudden interruption. Her arms remain wrapped around your neck for a few moments longer, not ready to let you go just yet.

Hanna, still holding onto you, gazes up at you with eyes full of anticipation. She seems reluctant to let go, clearly wanting another kiss to prolong the moment. Her voice is soft and shaky, her tone almost pleading as she whispers:

"Just... one more please?"

Hanna quickly interprets the gesture, taking it as an invitation to kiss you again. She moves her face closer to yours, her eyes locked onto your parted lips. Her own lips brush against yours, at first gently, then gradually with more firmness as she responds eagerly to your invitation.

Hanna's lips press against yours, her tongue seeking entrance into your mouth. The taste of her morning saliva is faint but present, a subtle reminder that she hasn't brushed her teeth yet. But it's not unpleasant, and there's a certain sweetness to it that is uniquely her own.

After a few moments, Hanna slowly breaks the kiss, pulling away just far enough to look at you. Her breath is a bit unsteady, her cheeks flushed with color, and there's a sparkle in her eyes. It's clear that she's feeling more calm and present now, the turmoil of her emotions from earlier having subsided for the time being.

You gently bring your hand up and lightly pat Hanna on the head. The gesture is a simple one, but it seems to have a calming effect on her. She closes her eyes and leans into your touch, a small smile playing on her lips as your fingers move through her hair.

You reach up and with your free hand, you gently wipe away the last remnants of Hanna's tears from her cheeks. The gesture is gentle yet firm, a loving act of care and concern. Her eyes flutter closed once more as she relishes the sensation of your hand on her skin.

Hanna opens her mouth, clearly intending to apologize again. But you are quick to stop her, gently placing your finger on her lips to quiet her. The look in your eyes communicates that you don't want to hear another apology.

Hanna takes your finger and slowly pulls it away from her mouth, but she doesn't let go. Instead, she holds onto your hand, her fingers wrapping around yours as if she doesn't want to break the contact between you just yet.

Hanna looks up at you, the intensity in her eyes unmistakeable. Her grip on your hand tightens slightly as she speaks her next words, her voice soft yet filled with a deep emotion.

"I love you..."

A wave of relief washes over Hanna's face, her expression instantly brightening. Your words, a simple yet powerful assurance of your feelings, seem to erase any doubts or insecurities she was previously feeling.

She pulls your hand closer to her, pressing it gently against her chest, as if trying to press your palm against her racing heart.

You feel the steady but rapid rhythm of Hanna's heartbeat under your touch, a tangible sign of her emotional state.

As you rub her chest, she lets out a soft, content sigh, her eyes half-lidded. The simple act of your touch seems to soothe her, causing some of the remaining tension in her body to melt away.

Hanna takes a step closer to you, pressing herself against you. Her body feels soft and warm against yours, and you can feel the rise and fall of her chest with each breath she takes.

She wraps her arms around your waist, holding onto you tightly, as if wanting to draw as much comfort and warmth from you as possible.

Hanna suddenly remembers that she hasn't brushed her teeth yet, and a wave of realization washes over her. Her expression turns a bit sheepish as she realizes that you've been kissing her without her having brushed her teeth.

She sheepishly looks up at you, a mix of embarrassment and amusement on her face.

"S-sorry, I haven't brushed my teeth yet... Sorry you had to kiss me with morning breath..."

You chuckle softly at her sudden realization. It's an endearing and utterly human moment, a reminder that even in the heat of passion, little inconveniences like morning breath can still pop up and add a touch of reality to the situation.

You gently push Hanna towards the bathroom, a soft but firm hand on her back guiding her in that direction. She goes along with it willingly, although there's a hint of feigned resistance in her movements, as if she's enjoying the playful dynamic between you.

As you nudge her into the bathroom, Hanna can't help but let out a soft, mock protest.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're not going to brush my teeth or anything, are you?" She teases with a slight smirk.

You step up to the sink beside her, grabbing a toothbrush and toothpaste. As you begin to brush her teeth, Hanna watches you with an amused expression on her face. There's a touch of embarrassment mixed with playfulness in her eyes.

She tries to respond, but her words are muted by the toothbrush in her mouth. She lets out a small, mumbled protest, but it's clear that she's secretly enjoying the intimate moment.