[she can feel her own flush after steve's little moan. she gives a reluctant groan of her own, scattering kisses against the side of his cheek as she grinds down against him hard a final time, before rolling back into her seat just as the lights flicker back on.
she's flushed, flustered, and she combs her fingers through his hair.]
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she's flushed, flustered, and she combs her fingers through his hair.]
Good movie.