This Has To Stop

He laughed softly, kissing her cheek.

"So you're not insinuating anything?" she asked, trying not to sound disappointed.

"I dunno...I want to go out with you...if that's the same?"

Saphy thought about it.
"Infatuation implies something more spontaneous. Less measured..."

"Yes...I suppose it does..."

"So, that means you're not infatuated with me," analysed Saphy.

"But that's good...my feelings are much less lustful...I'm not after sex..."

"How do you describe your feelings towards me then?" pondered Saphy, rolling onto her front in the light layer of snow.

Kenneth stroked her hair from her face. "Tender...adoration..."

Saphy blushed.

Kenneth smiled.

Saphy turned her head and kissed his cheek.

Kenneth smiled widely.

Saphy kissed her palm, and blew it to Kenneth with a smile.

(OOC: Sorry to cuut in, but V, pick up your pms on here and oa please, and look at your phone. you might find a text)

Kenneth smiled, leaning in and rubbing noses with her.

Saphy laughed softly.

Kenneth grinned.

"Your nose is very soft..."

Kenneth smiled. "Thanks. As is yours."

Saphy laughed, crossing her arms over her chets adn wrapping ehr shawl around herself.

"It's very cold," she murmured, blowing soem snowflakes out of her view.

Kenneth pulled her close.

Saphy curled up in his arms.

"We can always go inside if you like..."

"No. I can see the stars."