[ A large part of him harbors regret for never having been bold enough to steal a kiss before things between them became complicated. Would it have been easier to let this go than it is now, he wonders. Who is he kidding, the answer is obvious.
Left with just a taste of bliss would have been his undoing.
The movement of the jacket is what catches his attention, glimpsing the tease through the mirror, and he steps even closer. Close enough to feel his presence, possibly even his breath. Peter doesn't say another word, instead, he lets his base urges take over for a moment, curling an arm around her. The moment his hand skims along just beneath her breasts, he pulls her into the unseen and leans down to press a soft kiss to the crook of her neck. ]
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Left with just a taste of bliss would have been his undoing.
The movement of the jacket is what catches his attention, glimpsing the tease through the mirror, and he steps even closer. Close enough to feel his presence, possibly even his breath. Peter doesn't say another word, instead, he lets his base urges take over for a moment, curling an arm around her. The moment his hand skims along just beneath her breasts, he pulls her into the unseen and leans down to press a soft kiss to the crook of her neck. ]