[Her smile sends a surge of warmth through him; though it seems a rare sight for so many, it is one he finds himself looking forward to each and every day, as though it were the sun itself, and he acquiesces by leaning down to press a soft, heartfelt kiss against her lips, his arms still snugly around her waist. Brief though the kiss may be, he can taste just a hint of coffee on her lips, as he's sure she can taste on him, as well.]
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Let's— as my lady wishes.