[ The cloak almost falls off in the suddenness of it, not tightly knotted for having planned on giving it right over to him, and surely he needs it as frigid as his lips are in the first few seconds. But then there are her pesky emotions getting in the way, they always seem to no matter how cold she is seen as. She could not be so passionate for her goals, for her loves, if she didn't allow some weakness.
At least now it brings comfort rather than hurt, wrapping both arms about his neck to make up for any height difference. He may not be as tall as Henry, but she dares he kisses better. Not in the way a man commands a woman, or a king his subject, but in a way she can't name, because she hasn't known it before. Not even with Thomas Wyatt. It tickles her, deep in her belly where laughter is born, though for now restrained. Barely, as Anne is smiling into the kiss and near ruining it only moments after, she is so delighted. Her right hand quickly reaches from his coat up to his face, gripping his jaw so that she can offer more leverage and control.
But this is a church, and she must stop eventually. ]
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At least now it brings comfort rather than hurt, wrapping both arms about his neck to make up for any height difference. He may not be as tall as Henry, but she dares he kisses better. Not in the way a man commands a woman, or a king his subject, but in a way she can't name, because she hasn't known it before. Not even with Thomas Wyatt. It tickles her, deep in her belly where laughter is born, though for now restrained. Barely, as Anne is smiling into the kiss and near ruining it only moments after, she is so delighted. Her right hand quickly reaches from his coat up to his face, gripping his jaw so that she can offer more leverage and control.
But this is a church, and she must stop eventually. ]