[ Her cigarette is gone by the time they make it to his front door, which leaves her hands idle in her jacket pockets as she stands just a bit behind him and she waits for him to let her in. Some part of her is a bit absently curious - what does the inside look like? How does Kamui Uehara live? And maybe it wouldn’t be a thing worth talking about if it were someone else, but when he says that to her - when he tells her she’s the first - it somehow feels as if he’s being vulnerable with her by letting her be here with him.
Probably better not to dwell on that too long right now.
Instead, after a moment, she moves in closer, pushing him up against his door with insistent hands. Rather than answering him, Andy kisses him, still tasting like her cigarettes as her mouth presses against his, giving him a hint of teeth. It’ll be a task to get his keys into the lock like this - but fuck it, he’ll manage. ]
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Probably better not to dwell on that too long right now.
Instead, after a moment, she moves in closer, pushing him up against his door with insistent hands. Rather than answering him, Andy kisses him, still tasting like her cigarettes as her mouth presses against his, giving him a hint of teeth. It’ll be a task to get his keys into the lock like this - but fuck it, he’ll manage. ]