[ she brightens when he says he wants to leave too, because yes, awesome. there's too many loud people in here. who keep like, coming after them. which is absolutely unacceptable - spider-kisser is her kissing buddy, they need to accept that and back off. but they're holding hands now, sooo, she's pretty sure the message is clear. she doesn't seemed really worried about it anyway. their hands might even be swinging a little bit between them as they web people who happen to fight too close to them, or worse, actually try to attack them directly. rude, much? most people just get webbed, but those people get kicked and webbed. it's much worse.
when she gets shoved from the side she almost immediately turns to web them up too, but it sent her stumbling into peter, who still has a very kissable mouth, and she's totally distracted all over again. like an idiot.
they're so damn close to the door it's actually kind of comical, but gwen is taking it upon herself to pause their forward momentum, for just a second, to reach up to hook her finger in the collar of his costume and pull him in for another kiss.
just a little one, though.
well, it starts that way.
she at least starts to step backwards, towards the door, even while she keeps kissing him.
there isn't a strong enough word for the amount of embarrassing guilt she's going to feel in about seven seconds, but for now she's riding the high of this, too. she feels good. she's felt good all night, but now it's better because she's sharing it with somebody that means a lot to her.
her back finally bumps into something and she pauses, smiling into the kiss and catching his lip between her teeth before she rests back against the door just to look up at him for a moment. and to shoot someone nearby in the face with a web. but honestly, above all the other crap going on around them, whatever that's about, she kind of likes the feeling of being between peter parker and the solid surface of the door behind her. in a totally dirty way, she won't lie. sorry, between peter parker in spandex and the solid surface of the door behind her. yeah. important distinction.
but eventually she gets moving again, uses her butt to open it behind her, pulling him along with her with a laugh ]
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[ she brightens when he says he wants to leave too, because yes, awesome. there's too many loud people in here. who keep like, coming after them. which is absolutely unacceptable - spider-kisser is her kissing buddy, they need to accept that and back off. but they're holding hands now, sooo, she's pretty sure the message is clear. she doesn't seemed really worried about it anyway. their hands might even be swinging a little bit between them as they web people who happen to fight too close to them, or worse, actually try to attack them directly. rude, much? most people just get webbed, but those people get kicked and webbed. it's much worse.
when she gets shoved from the side she almost immediately turns to web them up too, but it sent her stumbling into peter, who still has a very kissable mouth, and she's totally distracted all over again. like an idiot.
they're so damn close to the door it's actually kind of comical, but gwen is taking it upon herself to pause their forward momentum, for just a second, to reach up to hook her finger in the collar of his costume and pull him in for another kiss.
just a little one, though.
well, it starts that way.
she at least starts to step backwards, towards the door, even while she keeps kissing him.
there isn't a strong enough word for the amount of embarrassing guilt she's going to feel in about seven seconds, but for now she's riding the high of this, too. she feels good. she's felt good all night, but now it's better because she's sharing it with somebody that means a lot to her.
her back finally bumps into something and she pauses, smiling into the kiss and catching his lip between her teeth before she rests back against the door just to look up at him for a moment. and to shoot someone nearby in the face with a web. but honestly, above all the other crap going on around them, whatever that's about, she kind of likes the feeling of being between peter parker and the solid surface of the door behind her. in a totally dirty way, she won't lie. sorry, between peter parker in spandex and the solid surface of the door behind her. yeah. important distinction.
but eventually she gets moving again, uses her butt to open it behind her, pulling him along with her with a laugh ]