[Pyrrha has never experienced such a fervent kiss, but she returns it in kind, memorizing the feeling of Matt’s lips moving against her’s. When such a person enters your life and changes it so completely - she feels like a part of her heart, she’ll leave with Matt, and she doesn’t want it back. She’d rather he kept it, even if it’s somewhat bittersweet.
Pyrrha hums against Matt’s mouth, teeth grazing his bottom lip when he curls his fingers into long fiery locks. Ask and thou shalt receive. She shifts, sliding onto Matt’s lap, bracketing him in against the couch with her thighs. She’s careful to hold her own bodyweight, not wanting to induce any pain while Matt was still recovering from the collapsed building, but it brings them closer, one of her hands settling over Matt’s heart.]
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Pyrrha hums against Matt’s mouth, teeth grazing his bottom lip when he curls his fingers into long fiery locks. Ask and thou shalt receive. She shifts, sliding onto Matt’s lap, bracketing him in against the couch with her thighs. She’s careful to hold her own bodyweight, not wanting to induce any pain while Matt was still recovering from the collapsed building, but it brings them closer, one of her hands settling over Matt’s heart.]