[The hand at her hip is a start. He is more easily swayed than she thought. Perhaps this is not a joke after all. Morrigan knows better than to let her guard down so easily, especially around someone with Alistair's particular training, but she lets him close, lets him take his time in exploring what feels just right and what he's comfortable with.
The kiss is surprisingly tender for the moment, sweet, as it would be with him. She wraps one arm around his shoulders to cement the contact, moving her mouth so she can fix around his lower lip and tug gently.]
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The kiss is surprisingly tender for the moment, sweet, as it would be with him. She wraps one arm around his shoulders to cement the contact, moving her mouth so she can fix around his lower lip and tug gently.]