As far as she knows, Elizabeth has never been stalked and if she knew Mr. Gokudera had a stalker, she would be concerned, regardless of how the person communicated - or didn't communicate. Chirping sounds would be very strange, indeed.
His tongue enters her mouth only very briefly, but it isn't a bad experience. He looks directly at her, too, unlike his tendency to look away when they first met, which was -
Elizabeth swallows. Not very long ago, at all. They are barely acquaintances, aware of each other's name but not much else. Yet here she is, contemplating all sorts of things...
"Yes," she murmurs, guessing from the context that 'okay' means 'well' or 'fine'. Her hands are trembling slightly on his shoulders, her breasts straining a bit against the fabric of her dress as she takes a deep breath.
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His tongue enters her mouth only very briefly, but it isn't a bad experience. He looks directly at her, too, unlike his tendency to look away when they first met, which was -
Elizabeth swallows. Not very long ago, at all. They are barely acquaintances, aware of each other's name but not much else. Yet here she is, contemplating all sorts of things...
"Yes," she murmurs, guessing from the context that 'okay' means 'well' or 'fine'. Her hands are trembling slightly on his shoulders, her breasts straining a bit against the fabric of her dress as she takes a deep breath.