I guess it would've been pretty dumb to wear black under a white dress...

[ Right. This was definitely a choice her brain made for her based purely on practicality and nothing else. Sure.

Her arms curl around him as he leans in - wrapped loosely around his neck, just enough that she can hug him against her, face pressed into his hair. It's not that she'd disliked just how much of a bully he'd been last night but this is...

It's nice. It's more gentle than she'd been expecting after she'd worked him up into such a state. ]

Even though it's a dream, you're still really warm.

[ She dips her head down and presses a kiss of her own to the crown of his head. With his stole out of the way, her fingers stroke down the back of his neck and slide delicately under the collar of his shirt. ]

I guess I did get you a little heated up, though.