[uwah she's free which is good she needs to breathe and rambling like that was hard on her throat. And then she's being complimented and she blushes deeply, though she doesn't miss a beat when she's kissed.

don't make out with Yvie don't make out with Yvie don't make out with Yvie don't make out with Yvie--

she's sure it won't last which is why she's determined to enjoy it as much as she can, to indulge deeply of the ephemeral, tongue twining and tasting hers. She sighs softly into her mouth at the flavour and the feel of it all.]