Her remaining confidence leaves her and floods to her cheeks in the form of a blush. Her slender pink tongue darts out to lick her lips and her ears fold against her nape, warning you of her intentions. Humid air wets your face as her parted maw draws closer to yours. You lean forward a bit and bring your hands to her shoulders, ready to receive her affection. The sight of her leaning in for a kiss starts your heart racing and your confused brain races to release endorphins in your sobered state. Seconds feel like minutes as you visualize her nearing muzzle behind closed eyes. 