Birthday party

Ying Sheng watched him shy away, mentally calling out to him to stop. He was doing so good, but she knew that he was nervous to act that way. She just had to show him that he was doing good, that he was going in the right direction.

Without much hesitance, Ying Sheng gripped the front of his T-shirt and yanked him forward, crashing her lips against his. She was shocked at her own move, but it was too late to back out now, and she didn't want to anyway. His lips were soft and warm, and she easily slipped into the feeling, her lips moving against his gently.

Liam's eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into the touch, his hand tentatively cupping her cheek to hold her close.