Some guys, they might freak at kissing a fuzzy girl. Some guys, they might get creeped at the thought of making out with a tree.
Some guys don't know what they're missing, thinks Gawaine as he lets his hands comb through the tumbled glory of his wife's hair... with a sly little stroke or two over the vine, just the barest of grazing touches. Under other circumstances, he might be embarrassed to reek of leathers and steel while she smelled of fresh greenery after a rainstorm, but right now? He's a little too busy kissing the girl.
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Some guys don't know what they're missing, thinks Gawaine as he lets his hands comb through the tumbled glory of his wife's hair... with a sly little stroke or two over the vine, just the barest of grazing touches. Under other circumstances, he might be embarrassed to reek of leathers and steel while she smelled of fresh greenery after a rainstorm, but right now? He's a little too busy kissing the girl.