[ her legs reel him in and he's powerless to stop it, stumbling the rest of the way forward by way of her insistent limbs until the line of her body is trapped against his. as much as he does appreciate the words, they also cause his nerves to come back in triple-force. frank still kisses her back fully himself, with zero reservations. he eats up that noise of hers hungrily and then some, eyes squeezing shut as he reluctantly lets go of her to strip off his heavy coat and let it fall unceremoniously to the tile below. she can be as assertive as she likes, too, because frank's always been better at taking orders than giving. and maybe he likes the idea of a fiery, smart lady like her telling him what to do, with words or without. ] Clara... [ he sighs out when he finally has to pull away to catch his breath, resting his forehead against hers and unable to keep the smile off his mouth entirely despite a valiant effort. he likes the way this feels, but he doesn't want to push for so much, all at once. even if he's not actually the one pushing.
one freed hand comes up to cup her throat gently, two fingers resting on her cheek while he feels her pulse in his thumb. he wants to kiss her again, but he holds himself back, waiting until he physically can't stand being apart from her anymore. ] This is... swipe right? [ another confirmation as he lifts his eyebrows. it's obvious he still really doesn't get it. ]
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one freed hand comes up to cup her throat gently, two fingers resting on her cheek while he feels her pulse in his thumb. he wants to kiss her again, but he holds himself back, waiting until he physically can't stand being apart from her anymore. ] This is... swipe right? [ another confirmation as he lifts his eyebrows. it's obvious he still really doesn't get it. ]