There are a lot of things they should probably talk about: the future, how this will work, the plethora of questions in Rita's mind... but feeling his hand on her face, everything else just seems to disappear.
She hesitates. This is too fast. Is it too fast? As 9S leans in, Rita can't help but feel drawn to him, like there's a magnetic force trying to pull her closer. Her heart pounds heavily in her chest. She's afraid of looking foolish, or desperate, or like someone who cares too much. But it's too late to fake aloofness here, and besides, she wants to...
With her decision made, Rita leans in too. Their lips meet, almost forcefully at first—Rita's never kissed anyone before, she doesn't know what she's doing—but then she feels her way into a more comfortable position, gently locking her lips with his.
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There are a lot of things they should probably talk about: the future, how this will work, the plethora of questions in Rita's mind... but feeling his hand on her face, everything else just seems to disappear.
She hesitates. This is too fast. Is it too fast? As 9S leans in, Rita can't help but feel drawn to him, like there's a magnetic force trying to pull her closer. Her heart pounds heavily in her chest. She's afraid of looking foolish, or desperate, or like someone who cares too much. But it's too late to fake aloofness here, and besides, she wants to...
With her decision made, Rita leans in too. Their lips meet, almost forcefully at first—Rita's never kissed anyone before, she doesn't know what she's doing—but then she feels her way into a more comfortable position, gently locking her lips with his.