It was probably for the better that he did pull away, reluctant or not. The both of them had a habit of not wanting to stop or pull away. She smiled up at him, her violet eyes bright as she moved her hand up and down his back, lightly, "I was thinking the same thing about you," she said, "And the way you kiss me. I can't help but want more - to be closer to you, closer and closer every time. More and more.."