<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Clearly you should not," Cameron protested weakly.  He slid one large hand around her waist, marveling in how slender she was... how small against him.  The other he settled at the nape of her neck, using it to guide her lips close though he did not yet kiss her.  "As I am most certainly a threat to your virtue."  He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers in a relatively chaste kiss.<br/>
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It did not remain so.  Using the hand on her waist, he pulled her flush against him.  With his other, he tipped her head back to improve the angle and deepened the kiss, opening his lips to flick his tongue across hers, asking for her to reciprocate.  His touch was sure and unhurried, confident and dominant without being overpowering. </span></span>