[ it's okay. if he's shaking, she doesn't notice, not when she's focusing on keeping her breathing even and letting him touch her without her body moving around too much. squirm is a strong word, but his fingers slide to her side and maybe she's ticklish there, and she just never knew, or she's just feeling ticklish because she's in a good mood. something. still, she doesn't laugh, but her body just kind of rocks backwards as she huffs a breath. but pulling back right then, that was a terrible idea because it wasn't far enough to slide his hand from her hair, but oh he was licking her lip and it actually- that was actually really hot. uh, nice. it was nice. and he couldn't do that if she was putting that much space between them.

she shakes her head before she's leaning back in again, nose nudging his. like eskimo kisses! only she's being disagreeable. ]

I'm not wearing wolfsbane. And I don't care if you were on the first line or the nineteenth. [ ...no she doesn't know what 'first line' means shhh ] I still want you to teach me how to play.