Shut up. [She's fully aware she's repeating herself without following up on the first time around, but she's too busy ignoring the flush on her cheeks in knowing he's right and eagerly returning his kiss.]
[He moves over her, hovering just enough to be too far away; without thinking, her hand slides down his back, towards the middle, so she can pull and press him closer.]
[Annabeth doesn't even realize her fingers are brushing against the small of his back, his prior weak spot and Achilles Heel. She should be aware of it, but kissing him is too distracting for her own good.]
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[He moves over her, hovering just enough to be too far away; without thinking, her hand slides down his back, towards the middle, so she can pull and press him closer.]
[Annabeth doesn't even realize her fingers are brushing against the small of his back, his prior weak spot and Achilles Heel. She should be aware of it, but kissing him is too distracting for her own good.]