[ Gwen's kind of laughing once he's leaning in to kiss her, but it gets muffled fast, her heels finally just hooking behind his knees to pull herself up against him even with her butt still parked on the bar. she doesn't notice the scars, for now, because both of her hands move so one can hold his face while her other arm wraps behind his neck, quickly shifting a kiss to making out. because she wants to make out with Vin Diesel. so that's happening.
she's not going to rip his shirt because she's too busy kind of clinging to him, because maybe sitting up on the bar already puts her at a better height than she would be standing, but the urge to climb him like a tree doesn't just go away because of that.]
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she's not going to rip his shirt because she's too busy kind of clinging to him, because maybe sitting up on the bar already puts her at a better height than she would be standing, but the urge to climb him like a tree doesn't just go away because of that.]