Hideaway Strath Do you love the rain, does it make you dance?

If she had known his thoughts, perhaps she would have been deeply moved by the feeling. Instead she received a look and a sudden series of kisses covering her face. She would protest this only slightly. Ivory paws aimed to push against his shoulders in a gentle way. Not to shove him away entirely but to perhaps halt the onslaught of tongue-on-face.

It was messy. Not to mention she'd rather not be caught in the act of being so overtly affectionate. It would completely ruin her image!

(Probably not.)