She nods before bending her head to press a kiss against his knuckles. She smiles against his skin understanding even if she disagrees with him, even if it frustrates her not to be able to show him without words what she meant.
"You are over-thinking it Flamingo Boy," Cass murmured turning her head, wondering why he doesn't listen to his own body. "It's just... talking. Kissing."
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Date: 2012-10-28 08:23 pm (UTC)"You are over-thinking it Flamingo Boy," Cass murmured turning her head, wondering why he doesn't listen to his own body. "It's just... talking. Kissing."