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karen/gretchen for 22 pls 🙏

22. A french kiss/kiss with tongue

Karen likes to go slow. She likes to take her time. Especially with Gretchen, who is the prettiest girl she's ever seen, and whom Karen really wants to make happy.

So she starts by gently taking Gretchen's face in her hands, palms against Gretchen's cheeks and fingertips brushing her soft hairline. Gretchen's eyes grow wider as Karen gets closer, and she lets out a surprised gasp as Karen presses their lips together, even though she definitely saw Karen coming.

Gretchen's lips, as they always are, are soft and warm and a bit sticky with lip gloss. Today, it tastes like strawberries. Karen's favorite.

Karen tilts her head a bit as she feels Gretchen's hands settle on her waist, pinkies brushing the exposed skin between the hem of Karen's shirt and the waistband of her skirt. Their lips slide together, Gretchen's bottom lip between Karen's own, and Karen wonders if Gretchen feels like she has a million little butterflies in her stomach, too.

Karen's hands slide into Gretchen's hair, silky between her fingers, as she gently runs her tongue along Gretchen's lips, taking the last of the lip gloss with it. Gretchen responds immediately, opening her mouth, inviting Karen in.

Gretchen's mouth is warm and tastes a bit salty, like the popcorn they had been eating while they watched a movie. Their tongues meet, stroking, tasting, retreating, tangling. Karen presses closer, arching her back a bit and angling her head down so she can drag her tongue over the roof of Gretchen's mouth.

Gretchen's fingers tighten around Karen's waist as she exhales through her nose, tickling Karen's face a little. It makes Karen smile a little reflexively, which makes Gretchen smile, until they're giggling into each other's mouths, and Karen doesn't think she could love a person more.

Karen peppers kisses along Gretchen's jawline, licking and nipping at the salty skin, before pressing a kiss to each cheek, the tip of Gretchen's nose, and the center of her forehead—for balance.

For a few moments, they just breathe each other's air, foreheads pressed together, enjoying the closeness. Then Gretchen kisses her again, more chaste this time, but achingly sweet and tender in a way that makes Karen's toes curl in her socks.

When their kissing peters out into just pecks, Karen pulls back and carefully wipes her lipstick away from Gretchen's lips with her thumb. Once satisfied, she shuffles off of Gretchen's lap to cuddle up to her side with a soft sigh, legs slung over Gretchen's and her head resting on her shoulder.

Absently, as they restart the movie, Karen thinks that she would be perfectly happy to do this every day for the rest of her life.