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A sweet kiss that you give to your beloved...
But where you kiss or get kissed changes the meaning of the kiss!
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Your lips touch Louis on the palm of his hand...
Louis "There's no need to be shy.
Louis "You can have me."
………
You kiss Giles on the cheek...
Giles "You've been plenty bold already tonight, so...
Giles "Will you share with me the depths of your love for me, as my lover?"
………
Sid plants a kiss on your arm...
Sid "Guess that means I can make up whatever meaning I want.
Sid "So try and guess. What am I tryin' to tell ya when I kiss you now?"
……
Byron presses his lips against the back of your hand...
Byron "And you're the only one who makes me want to be this playful.
Byron "I love you, Jily."
………
As you share secret, steamy kisses...
Whose taste will remain on your lips last?

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It was a beautiful day, the sky bright and clear and only a few clouds drifting aimlessly by.
I was in my room, quietly reading a book as I took a short break from my work.
I soon found myself caught up in the story, eagerly scanning the words that filled each page, until a sentence jumped out at me.

（'The spot where you kiss a person holds a certain meaning', hmm?）

One of the characters had spoken the words aloud, and I paused for a moment, turning them over in my mind.

（Wow? they really do have meaning.）

As I read the next few lines and learned the meaning of those kisses, an image of a certain man's face flashed through my mind.

（I wonder what he'd think about a kiss like this?）

I giggled to myself, running my finger across the words on the page, and just then I heard a knock at the door.
Nico "Jily! It's time for your next meeting!"
Jily "Ahh!"
Nico's bubbly, cheerful voice echoed through the room, cutting straight through my racy thoughts.
I turned quickly, just in time to see him stepping in through the door.
Almost without thinking I slid the book around behind my back, trying to look as casual as possible.
Nico paused just inside the doorway, his eyes wide as they met mine.

（Damn, I was hoping I'd been a little more surreptitious than that.
（But you really startled me!）

He was staring at me, and I blushed suddenly, wondering if he could read my thoughts in my expression.
Jily "What's the matter, Nico?"
Nico "Did you just hide something from me, Jily?"
Jily "What? No, of course not!"
Nico "That sort of answer only makes you seem more suspicious."

（Ahh, why am I even trying to hide it?
（I mean, you know how I feel about him.）

I shook my head ruefully and brought out the book from behind my back, resting it in my lap.
Jily "Okay, look, I was reading this book.
Jily "I just got up to this part talking about how the spot where you kiss someone has a certain meaning.
Jily "And I was just thinking about that, and? well, you startled me out of my thoughts and I hid the book without really thinking."
Nico "But...
Nico "Ohh! You were thinking about kissing him like that, weren't you?"
Jily "Yeah."
I gave Nico an awkward grin, and he chuckled in response, his whole expression lighting up.
Nico "In that case, why don't you kiss him in that spot the next time you see him?"
Jily "Just like that?"
Nico "Sure, why not? If you told him what it means, I'm sure it'd make him happy!"
Nico's eyes seemed to sparkle with amusement, and I wasn't sure if he was joking or serious.

（But you're right?
（I'd definitely like to kiss him like that, and tell him what it means.）

I looked down at the book again, a slow smile crossing my face as I considered the idea more carefully...

★Louis★

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The afternoon was clear and calm, and the flowers in the courtyard swayed merrily in the gentle breeze.
It was my day off, and Louis had come to the palace to relax and spend the day with me.
We were sitting side-by-side on my bed, talking about all the things that had happened since we'd last seen each other.
Louis "I can't believe that actually happened."
Jily "I know! The maids and I were so happy..."
I trailed off suddenly as the sound of my own voice echoed overloud in my own ears.
Jily "Louis—I'm sorry, I've just been rambling on about myself non-stop."
Louis "Not at all. It feels like it's been ages since I last saw you, and I want to hear all about what you've been up to."

（It has been a whole week! And honestly, it feels like even longer.
（But still, it makes me really happy when you say things like that.）

Jily "Thank you."
I turned towards him, focusing properly on his handsome face as I smiled at him.
Louis "Has anything else interesting happened?"
Jily "Let's see—oh, I know! I read this really interesting book, and..."
I was eager to tell him all about the different meanings of kisses, but I stopped suddenly.
Nico's words echoed in my mind, and my heart skipped a beat.

（What if I show you, instead of telling you?）

Louis "Hmm?"
Louis studied me curiously, as if he was still waiting for me to finish my sentence, and I grinned at him.
I reached out and took his hand in mine, lifting it to my lips and kissing the palm.
Louis "Jily...?"
Jily "I read about this, in the book.
Jily "It said that kissing someone on the palm of their hands means... you're making a request."
Louis "I see."
Louis stared at me, something wavering in his eyes, and then a gentle smile graced his full lips.
Louis "What are you requesting of me, then?"
His voice had a husky edge to it, and I shivered a little in delight.

（A few things, to be honest, but most importantly—）

Jily "To stay with me forever."
I spoke the words softly, but from his smile it was clear that he'd heard me.
He leaned in, pressing his forehead against mine and gazing directly into my eyes.
Louis "I'll never leave you.
Louis "I want to be with you forever, too."
Jily "Good."
I answered his smile with a smile of my own, my heart flush with warmth and satisfaction.
Then I felt his fingers twining in my hair, and when he spoke again, there was a suggestive edge to his voice.
Louis "Anything else?"
Jily "Well..."
Louis "There's no need to be shy."
He lifted both his hands and cupped my cheeks, his fingers warm and soft against my skin.
Louis "I want to fulfill all your wishes."
His gaze was achingly tender, and for a moment I forgot to breathe.
Our lips were so close they were almost touching, and I wanted to close that gap.
I wanted to get rid of everything that stood between us.

（Right now, there's only one thing I want.）

Jily "I want you, Louis."

（I want to touch you and hold you and kiss you and—I want to make up for us being apart this whole week long.）

Louis "You can have me."
His warm breath tickled my lips as he spoke, his voice rich with happiness.
Then he closed the gap at last, his lips pressing firmly against mine.
His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I groaned softly as it twined with mine, our kisses growing deeper and deeper.
I heard the rustle of cloth, and I reached out towards him, finding his jacket gone, and only his thin shirt separating us.
We kissed again and again, and I felt his fingers fumbling with the catches on my dress.
I moved quickly to help him, and soon his hands were directly against my skin, helping my dress fall away.
Our lips parted at last, and I opened my eyes slowly, shivering a little as the cool air touched my bare skin.
Desire was thrumming through my body as I focused my gaze on Louis.
His eyes seemed to glitter with desire, lit up by the same warm sunshine that showed me just how thin his shirt really was.
I stared down at his chest, wanting to remove that shirt and let the sunshine touch his pale skin directly.
Louis "Is something the matter?"
I jerked my gaze up from his chest to find him blinking at me, a hint of concern dampening his gaze.
Jily "No! I just... I forgot how bright it was. And now I'm looking forward to getting a good look at you, sans clothes."
Louis "The same way I'm getting a good look at you now?"
His gaze travelled down my body, and for a moment I felt self-conscious, but the appreciation in his eyes quickly chased that away.
Jily "Yes. And I'm glad you're enjoying looking.
Jily "But I was hoping you'd want to touch, as well."
Louis "Jily—"

（You look so flustered, and yet I know you want it, too.
（Your eyes are so hungry, and I want you to sate that hunger on me.）

I reached out and trailed my fingers slowly down my own body, and his gaze followed their every move.
I reached out, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off him, loving the feel of his bare skin directly under my hands.
But as the shirt fell to the floor, he caught one of my hands in his and lifted it to his lips, kissing the palm.
Louis "I want to make a request of you, too.
Louis "I want you to always feel able to ask me for what you want, just like that.
Louis "I love it when you're so bold and sure. I love it when you trust me so completely."
Jily "Louis—"
His words and the heated adoration in his eyes left my heart trembling, and then his lips captured mine, chasing my thoughts away.
He pushed me back against the covers, his hands twining with mine as his body pressed down on me.
I could feel his urgency, pressing hard against me, and I wanted to let him deep inside.
But as soon as I pulled back to tell him that, he began to trail kisses down my neck and collarbone, and I gasped in delight.
He captured one of my nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, and I moaned breathlessly.
He licked his way across to the other nipple, his hands stroking further down my body, and pleasure shuddered through me.

（Everything feels so good, but—before I get lost in you, I need to tell you something.）

Jily "Louis..."
Louis "Hmm?"
Jily "I love you."
My voice was barely more than a whisper, but he lifted his head, his blond hair glimmering in the sunshine as he smiled at me.
Louis "I love you, too, more than anyone in the world."
His words seemed to hover in the air, like a magic spell that promised me all the happiness I could imagine.

（I want that happiness. And I know I'll have it, so long as we stay together, Louis. That's the only wish you ever need fulfill.）

He kissed me again on the lips, quick and warm and wanting, almost as if he could hear my thoughts and was answering them.
Then he began to kiss his way down my body again, his lips and tongue move unerringly lower.
As his hands gently slid between my legs and his lips moved to follow, I closed my eyes and let the bliss overwhelm me...

★Giles★

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It was fast approaching midnight, and the lights in the palace windows were going out, one by one.
Jily "Thank you so much."
Giles and I had been working late, but at last we were done, and my schedule for the next day was finalized, so I turned to leave.
But halfway to the door I stopped again as I remembered something.

（Well, Nico did say "next time you see him", and this is the first time since I saw Giles today that we haven't been working.）

The book I'd read earlier that day had stayed with me, and so had Nico's bright, teasing words.

（I know it's late, but I still want to try it.
（I want to share the kiss with you, and its meaning, and why I feel that way.）

Giles "Princess?"
I turned back to find Giles studying me curiously, and I only hesitated for a second before saying,
Jily "Could you come a little closer?"
Giles "Of course."
I beckoned to Giles, and he frowned faintly in confusion, but he leaned closer all the same.
I stood up on tiptoe, closing the last of the space between us, and kissed him gently on the cheek.
Giles "Well...
Giles "I wasn't expecting that."
Jily "I know."
Giles smiled at me, his eyes sparkling all of a sudden, and I grinned back at him.
I opened my mouth, wanting to explain it to him, but he spoke before I could.
Giles "Is this because of the book you were reading?"
Jily "What? How did you know?"
I stared at Giles in disbelief, and he chuckled softly.
Giles "Have you forgotten already?
Giles "I was in the library with you when you borrowed that book."

（Oh wait, you were too!
（But I didn't open it, or even show it to you really, which means you recognized it from the cover alone.）

Jily "Giles, are there ANY books in the library you haven't read?"
Giles "Probably not. But that's why I know that a kiss on the cheek means kindness."

（Did you know what I was doing from the moment I asked you to come closer?）

For a moment I felt a little frustrated that he'd seen straight through me.
And yet I loved how knowledgeable he was. I loved how he remembered little details about me, like what books I was reading.

（Ahh, I'm so completely head over heels for you.）

Giles "However, 'kindness' can be interpreted in many different ways.
Giles "I would like to hear what you mean by it, in your own words."
Jily "Oh—"
I caught my breath as he pressed his thumb gently against my lower lip.
He slid his thumb along my lip, pulling it down a little and parting my lips, and my heart thrilled in my chest.
As soon as I opened my mouth to speak, his thumb moved out of the way, sliding down to rest under my chin.
Jily "It's... about how grateful I am, for all you do."

（No matter when or where, you're always thinking of me, and what's best for me.
（I'll never stop being grateful for your kindness, and I want you to understand how much it means to me.）

I looked up into his eyes, hoping he could see in my gaze the strength of all I was feeling for him.
Giles "You always know just what to say to make me happy."
His smile was bright, but there was an edge of amusement to it as well.
He leaned even closer, and pressed a sudden, short kiss against my cheek.
Jily "Giles—"
Giles "Please let me share my feelings with you in return."
His lips moved away from my cheek towards my ear, as if whispering a special secret meant only for the two of us.
Giles "As your tutor, let me share with you my appreciation for how hard you always work.
Giles "And as your lover... let me share with you my love for you."
He never hesitated when it came to telling me how he felt, and yet it still filled me with joy and excitement, every single time.
I felt his hand catch hold of mine, twining our fingers tightly together.
Giles "However..."
His other hand caught my chin, tilting my face up towards him.
Giles "This kiss is hardly enough to convey the depths of my feelings for you.
Giles "My feelings of love, that is."
Our eyes met and held, and I felt dazed by the intensity of his gaze.
A moment later, his lips pressed against mine, and I closed my eyes as his warmth seemed to flood into me.

（Is this how you really feel?）

I could taste his passion, and his urgency, and the same intensity I'd seen in his eyes, all of it filling my up inside.
My whole body throbbed in response, every part of me sated with his love and wanting to give something in return.
But he didn't stop there—his kisses grew deeper still, and I felt dizzy and weak, trembling under the weight of his feelings.
It was like his love had swallowed me up entirely, and I was floating in a sea of bliss and affection.
He pulled back from the kiss at last, and my heart ached with sudden yearning as I was yanked back into reality.
I blinked up at him, feeling muddled and lost, and he stroked my cheek gently.
Giles "I've barely shared with you even a fraction of what I feel for you."
Those sultry, inviting words seemed to change the mood in an instant, and without stopping to think, I threw myself into his arms.
His soft laughter seemed even more sultry, and then he was kissing me again, deep and vibrant and needy.
I was so caught up in our kisses I didn't even realize we were moving across the room until he pushed me back against the bed.
I'd barely caught my breath before he kissed me again, each kiss igniting urgent need, deep inside me.
I could feel his hands, caressing my body, tugging at the catches holding my dress shut, and then pulling it slowly free.

（I want to feel you properly, Giles. There's still too much coming between us.）

I reached up, tugging the top button of his jacket undone, but the next one slipped through my trembling fingers.
Giles "I like it when you get bold like that."
His grin was roguish as he reached up, steadying my hands and helping me undo the rest of the buttons.
His jacket soon slid to the floor, and his shirt quickly followed.
I pressed my hands against his beautiful bare chest, and he leaned over me again, his eyes capturing mine.
His smile seemed smug with satisfaction, and yet his eyes glimmered with love and affection.
I slid my arms around him, pulling him closer still and pressing our bare skin together as I stroked his back.

（Finally there's nothing between us. And yet I want to feel you closer still, Giles.）

I nuzzled against his neck, breathing deep of his scent and lapping softly at his skin with my tongue.
I felt the warmth of his fingers twining in my hair, and I lifted my head again, looking up into his eyes.
Giles "You've been plenty bold already tonight, so...
Giles "Will you share with me the depths of your love for me, as my lover?"
That sensual purring whisper alone was enough to make my whole body throb with need.
Jily "I will."

（I feel the same way you do—I could kiss you and kiss you and it would never be enough to show you how I feel.
（But I have to do it all the same. Even if you only get a glimpse of it, that's enough.）

I slid my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deep, urgent kiss.
Then I spread my legs and wrapped them around his hips, urging him deep inside me...

★Byron★

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The night sky over Stein was cool and clear, and a three-quarter moon bathed the castle with its gentle light.
I was visiting for work, but Byron had invited me to his room after we'd both finished working for the day.
Jily "You looked so busy today... are you sure you wouldn't rather get an early night?"
We were sitting side-by-side on the sofa, but as I turned to study Byron's expression, he shook his head calmly.
Byron "No, it's fine.
Byron "Being with you always makes me feel more relaxed."
Jily "Byron—thank you."
He'd spoken the words so matter-of-factly, and yet they filled me with joy, and I smiled at him.
It didn't matter how busy he was—if I was in Stein, he always made time to spend with me every single day.
That consideration was a natural part of who he was, and yet it always made me feel so happy and loved.

（You always work so hard, and there's got to be times when it wears you down.
（But I've almost never seen you actually show it.）

And as well as the love I felt for him, I also felt a profound respect for him.
Suddenly I was reminded of the book I'd been reading only a few days earlier.

（And if I wanted to show respect, then the place I'd kiss you would be—）

Byron "What's the matter?"
Jily "Oh—I was just thinking about a book I read a few days ago."
Byron "What sort of book?"
Jily "Well, it had some interesting things in it, about how the places you kiss a person can have different meanings."
Byron listened quietly as I explained some of what I'd read in the book.
Byron "I see."
He nodded slowly as I finished talking, looking surprised but interested.
He dropped his gaze away for a moment, then looked up at me again.
Byron "If you were going to kiss me...
Byron "Where would you choose to do so?"
Jily "Well—"
There was a challenge in his voice that set my heart suddenly racing.

（Well, I know which feelings I want to share with you.）

The words from the book flashed through my mind, and I reached out, taking Byron's hand in mine.
I lifted it to my lips, and pressed a kiss against the back of it.
Jily "The back of your hand, to show my respect for you."
I stroked the spot I'd kissed lightly, and his fingers tightened around mine in response.
Jily "You are a man who governs over the lives of others, yet you value that position, and never take it lightly.
Jily "And then... no matter what else is going on in your life, you always make time for me, and show me how you care.
Jily "And I respect both those sides of you with all my heart."
Byron "I see."

（And when Nico and I were talking about this the other day—
（My respect for you was what came instantly to mind.）

Byron "And I respect you, too, for your kindness and your ability to put anyone at ease."
His voice was soft and gentle, yet the words set my heart clamoring in my chest.
He took my hand in his, and lifted it to his own lips, kissing the back of it.
Jily "Byron—"
Byron "Your words always have the power to touch me, deep down inside."
His expression gentled as he lowered my hand, pressing it against his chest directly over his heart.
I could feel his warmth, and the soft pounding of his heartbeat, and I felt loved and cared for all over again.

（It's amazing how just a few words from you can fill me with such warmth and love.
（Your words touch me deep inside as well.）

Byron "But I suppose that explains this feeling.
Byron "I find myself wanting more.
Byron "More words... and more you."
He leaned closer as he spoke, his gaze never leaving mine, his voice deeper and huskier than ever.

（Damn, one sentence and I'm trembling with need.）

I felt unable to tear my eyes away from him, and time seemed to stop as we gazed at each other.
Byron "You are the only one who touches me so deeply. I love you, Jily."
His gaze still held mine, our lips almost touching, as he swung his cloak off his shoulders.
I trembled with need as he slid out of his jacket as well, and then he was pushing me down against the sofa.
Desire burned in his single visible eye as his body pressed against mine, and I caught my breath.
It felt humbling to be looked at with such intense love and need, and I wanted nothing more than to respond to it.

（I want the same thing, Byron.
（I want your words, and I want you. So badly.
（So first—）

I reached up, stroking his cheek, loving the feel of his warm skin under my fingers.
Jily "Could we start with a kiss?"
The words came out hoarse, and I licked my lips, feeling my heart pounding faster with anticipation.
Byron's eyebrows lifted, just slightly, and then he smirked faintly.
Byron "Of course."
The words had barely reached my ears before he kissed me lightly on the lips, a short, sharp kiss that startled me.
He kissed me again, that smirk still hovering around his lips as he trailed kisses down towards my neck.
I tilted my head back as he began to kiss and suckle on my collarbone, the feel of his lips on my skin sending shivers through me.
I heard the clink of buttons and the rustle of cloth as he stripped off his shirt, but all that mattered was his lips.
Suddenly he kissed his way upwards again, and began to nibble on my lower lip, and I gasped softly.
Byron "And you're the only one who makes me want to be this playful."
Jily "I know."
Each time his lips touched my skin, desire flared up even stronger inside me, burning me up inside.
And each time his lips touched my skin, I could sense his love and his need for me, and I couldn't stop smiling.
He kissed me on the lips again, soft and yearning, and then he began to kiss his way towards my collarbone again.
His fingers deftly untangled the ties holding my dress shut, and he began to slid it downwards, trailing kisses after it.
At last he tugged it free completely, letting it fall to the floor, and pressed his body down against mine again.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, loving the feel of his warmth right against me, with nothing between us.
My whole body ached with need for him, and my breath seemed to tremble as I let out a soft sigh.
He reached up, suddenly, gently tugging one of my hands away from his neck.
I looked up at him, and our eyes met as he brought my hand around to his lips, pressing another kiss against the back of it.
Byron "I love you, Jily."
Jily "I love you too, Byron."

（And I want to give you everything I'm feeling right now—all the respect and all the love flooding through me.）

His warm fingers slid their way down my body, brushing against my hips and stroking my inner thigh, and I arched towards his touch.
His lips captured mine again as I closed my eyes, giving myself over to the pleasure only he could give me...

★Sid★

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The night was quiet and peaceful, and the moon was full and white in the sky.
Sid "You sure were focused on that stage."
Jily "Well, why not? Every single scene was so fascinating!"
Sid and I had gone to the opera together that evening, and then returned to Sid's home afterwards.
We were sitting side-by-side on his bed, chatting amicably about what we'd liked best.
It was one of my rare days off, and it felt good to just relax like that and enjoy my time with Sid.
Sid "So that guy who looked like he was gonna start kissing someone every time he came on stage—he's your type, huh?"
Jily "Hey, I never said that!
Jily "It's just that kisses have meaning—"

（Dammit, I didn't mean to start talking about that!）

I pressed my lips together, trying to think of a good way to change the topic.
Sid "Huh?"
Jily "Nothing, forget it."
I glanced over at Sid, remembering again the romantic kiss scenes in the opera.
The man had kissed the woman on her cheeks and her lips, over and over, and I'd been reminded of the book I'd read.
I'd been thinking about kissing Sid ever since I'd read that book, and the opera had brought it to the forefront of my mind.

（But I know you—if I tell you about what I read, you'll start teasing me.）

I looked down at my hands, twined in my lap, but I could feel Sid's gaze on me.
Sid "Say it. I'm listening."
Jily "Say what?"
Sid "You clearly wanna tell me something."
I studied his expression for a moment, but he looked ready to take me seriously, and that gave me confidence.
I nodded slowly, and then told him about the book, and the different meanings of kisses, depending on where you kissed a person.
Sid "Huh. I had no idea they had that much meaning.
Sid "But you didn't have to hide that from me."
Jily "Well... I just thought you'd tease me about it for sure."

（I could hear your voice in my head, laughing and saying "are you really gonna go overthinking every single place I kiss you?"）

I couldn't quite meet his gaze anymore, and I chewed my lower lip as I looked away.
Sid "But you like it, right? That book and what it said."
Jily "What? Well, yes."
His question startled me enough that I looked up at him again.
I was surprised to see how serious he looked, his eyes dark as they met mine.
Sid "I ain't gonna make fun of the things you like. That ain't cool."
For a moment I was lost for words, struck dumb by the simple truth of what he'd said.

（I wasn't expecting you to take me seriously—to think about this from my point of view, too.
（But I should've known better. Your brash attitude is just a cover for the kindness in your heart.）

I suddenly felt warm and happy inside, and I giggled, feeling like an idiot for ever doubting him.
A smirk lit up his face in response, and he winked at me, his voice back to its usual sass as he went on,
Sid "Besides, that ain't such a bad idea—telling someone how ya feel by where you kiss them.
Sid "I could get into that."
Jily "You could?"
Without warning he caught hold of my elbow, tugging me gently towards him.
I felt the soft warmth of his lips pressing against the bare skin of my upper arm, just below the short sleeve of my dress.
Jily "Sid—"

（A kiss on the arm means... desire. And that's where I wanted to kiss you, too.）

The words I'd spoken only minutes early flashed through my mind, and my heart was off and racing.
Sid "Well, of course I desire the woman I'm crazy for."
His deep voice was almost a purr, his breath hot against my skin as he kissed my arm again.
Jily "Hey—"
Without warning, he pushed me back against the soft covers.

（I wanted to be the one to tell you how I felt through my kiss, but you beat me to it.
（So instead, I'll use my words.）

Sid leaned over me, his body warm against me, his eyes gleaming in the lamplight as I looked up at him.
Jily "It makes me really happy to know that you want me.
Jily "I love you, Sid."
The words came out a breathless mess, my heart still racing in my chest.
But Sid gazed down at me, and his smile told me they were exactly the right words.
We stared at each other for a moment, and then his smile turned into a smirk.
Sid "It ain't like you to be so honest without provocation. Okay then, I'll do the same. Jily... I love you."
The words were still ringing in my ears as he brushed my hair back from my face and leaned in to kiss me.
I could hear the words, echoing round and round in my head, and I could taste them in his kiss.
Each kiss was soft and warm, and yet they filled me with longing for so much more.

（I want you Sid, just as much as you want me, or maybe even more.）

Whenever he touched me, all the feelings I kept hidden the rest of the time seemed to come surging up inside, desperate to be free.
I sighed into his kiss, wanting to tell him how I felt, and his tongue slid between my parted lips, twining with mine.
His kisses were deeper now, more urgent, and I felt as if I could lose myself in them completely.
I reached up towards him, wanting to get closer, and I felt the fur trim of his jacket brush against my hand as it fell to the floor.
I slid my arms around his neck, still half-lost in his kisses, but I could feel his hands on my dress now, tugging the buttons undone.
I groaned softly as he bared my breasts, sliding my dress downwards out of the way.
The night air should have been cold against my skin, but I was so hot with desire for him that I didn't even notice.
His hands on my skin sent waves of pleasure through me, and I was dizzy from his unrelenting kisses.
Jily "Sid—I want you."
Our lips parted, and at last I murmured the words I'd been wanting to say the whole time.
I gazed up at him, warmed all over again by the desire in his eyes, and he reached out, tracing my lower lip with his thumb.
Then he leaned down and pressed soft kisses against my naked breasts.
Sid "What does it mean if I kiss you here?"
Jily "I... don't know.
Jily "They didn't include that in the book."
Sid "Really."
Sid smirked at me, reaching up to unbutton his shirt and fling it somewhere behind him.
Sid "Guess that means I can make up whatever meaning I want.
Sid "So try and guess. What am I tryin' to tell ya when I kiss you now?"
His warm, naked body pressed down against mine, and I groaned at the simple pleasure of our skin touching directly at last.
But even as my lips parted he kissed me again, deeper and more passionate than any of his previous kisses.

（It's so obvious from everything you're doing right now that I don't even have to guess.
（I know what this means, Sid. This kiss means you love me with every fiber of your being.）

It was a kiss that only held meaning for us, and I wrapped my arms around him, wanting it to last forever.
Our bodies began to move together in a heady rhythm, and I closed my eyes, kissing him back with all the love I felt for him...