[It feels nice. Somehow, a part of him is surprised by the hands behind his back. A hug, Mithra remembers now, is usually mutual.
His body tingles where it meets hers. It's a nice, somewhat alien yet familiar, feeling. She seems to relax in his embrace, so he maintains their position for a few more slow blinks before pulling back just enough to glimpse her face.]
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His body tingles where it meets hers. It's a nice, somewhat alien yet familiar, feeling. She seems to relax in his embrace, so he maintains their position for a few more slow blinks before pulling back just enough to glimpse her face.]
How's that? Do you feel better now?