[ Well--real life is better than dreams. At least--she prefers it in the sense that dreams fade and disappear, and real life... is something you can feel, something you can hold onto. Like Sabre's hands, which she reaches to grip between her fingers as she carefully opens to allow Sabre to explore at her leisure--while testing the waters herself, sliding her tongue tentatively against the other girls' lower lip. ]
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Of course not. I... happened to enjoy that dream.
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I did too.
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[ it's RUDE! ]
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Her face is still beet red as she tugs Hiryuu in to kiss her. ]
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she makes a small noise in the back of her throat, ]
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But despite how quickly Sabre yanked her in, the kiss itself is slow and tentative, exploratory almost. Like comparing real life to dreams. ]
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