[Yeager's hand finds her cheek and Dorothy doesn't waste any time leaning into that touch, that warmth--a little greedily, but there's something just...nice about this moment. All of it feels so nice, it makes her chest warm and faintly fuzzy from the contact and she doesn't think she did a good job, but that's okay. She can learn, and she can improve and...
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YEAGER WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE--]
Yeager! [aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA???] It was--I haven't done this with anyone before you, you know! I haven't even the slightest bit of experience with this, and you're still so--ugh!!
[...UNFORTUNATELY THAT HAND AT HER CHEEK IS STAYING HER HAND FROM PUNCHING HIM BUT SHE IS PUFFING HER CHEEKS OUT CUTELY. And. Still stealing all that warmth, leave her alone, she craves it--]
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YEAGER WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE--]
Yeager! [aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA???] It was--I haven't done this with anyone before you, you know! I haven't even the slightest bit of experience with this, and you're still so--ugh!!
[...UNFORTUNATELY THAT HAND AT HER CHEEK IS STAYING HER HAND FROM PUNCHING HIM BUT SHE IS PUFFING HER CHEEKS OUT CUTELY. And. Still stealing all that warmth, leave her alone, she craves it--]