[ As it stands, Raven has no complaints about how she and Hank seems to have planned their afternoon around - she's more than happy to count this as another date, another moment of shared personal time, something for the two of them and no one else. She wants to let herself enjoy this, let herself thrill in what it means for them to do this, and she does. A few months ago she'd never have dreamed that she and Hank would ever be this close and the fact that they are... That's exciting too. It's more than exciting - it's just phenomenal.
They might have managed to get to the beach and get some food, but at the same she also thinks she might never have been able to keep her hands to herself. It's hard enough here when they're just talking - it would be thousands of times worse in public with hand holding and the excitement of another date.
It's much better - and easier - to lean in and kiss Hank, to lean back and let him kiss her and hold her and bask in that. It's wonderful, really, and she thrills at it even as her fingers find their way to his hair, her own love and want almost disgustingly thick in her throat - because she wants him, she wants him more than she can say, and she's more content than she's ever been in her life, able to tug Hank closer and press into the spaces of his body, basking gleefully. ]
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They might have managed to get to the beach and get some food, but at the same she also thinks she might never have been able to keep her hands to herself. It's hard enough here when they're just talking - it would be thousands of times worse in public with hand holding and the excitement of another date.
It's much better - and easier - to lean in and kiss Hank, to lean back and let him kiss her and hold her and bask in that. It's wonderful, really, and she thrills at it even as her fingers find their way to his hair, her own love and want almost disgustingly thick in her throat - because she wants him, she wants him more than she can say, and she's more content than she's ever been in her life, able to tug Hank closer and press into the spaces of his body, basking gleefully. ]