[ She almost lets it happen too, that thrum of magic so utterly intoxicating after weeks now without even a whisper of it. It makes her heart beat hard in her chest, only to feel it stutter when he moves and she can taste the sweetness of those pastries on his breath, his nose brushing hers. Sylvie tilts her chin up, her lips brushing his ever so softly, the contact electric.
Before they can go much further though the carriage hits a bump and their foreheads clonk together painfully as they're jostled completely to one side. That connection is broken as she's tossed almost into his lap, one hand pressing to her face as she squawks in pain and annoyance. ]
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Before they can go much further though the carriage hits a bump and their foreheads clonk together painfully as they're jostled completely to one side. That connection is broken as she's tossed almost into his lap, one hand pressing to her face as she squawks in pain and annoyance. ]
Shit! Who taught you how to drive!