Holy shit, I'm kissing her again.
This time, I go all out. Can you blame me? After all this time watching her be all proper and perfect, feeling her melt against me like this is better than any win in the arena.
Her lips are soft but demanding against mine, like she's been holding back just as much as I have. When my tongue slides against hers, she makes this little sound in the back of her throat that has my dick throbbing. I can taste the shot we just shared, feel her tongue exploring my mouth like she's trying to memorize every inch.
The kiss deepens, gets messier. Our tongues battle for dominance while our lips lock and unlock, finding new angles, new ways to make each other moan. A thin line of saliva connects our mouths when we part for air, and fuck if that isn't the hottest thing I've seen all day.