Noelle's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a mix of embarrassment and happiness. She tried to push Charles away, but he just would not let go. His kiss was gentle, and he traced her lips slowly, deepening it further.
It was the gentlest kiss Noelle had ever felt, and for the first time, she realized that kissing could be something truly amazing.
It was like Charles was magical. He made her relax and start to kiss him back. Still, he was definitely leading the way. Noelle got lost in his sweet kisses, and it was a long while before they could bring themselves to stop.
Noelle's face felt warm, and she held Charles's arms, her cheeks red as he nibbled on her lip.
Charles looked down into her pretty eyes, hidden beneath her long lashes. He softly touched her cheek, lifted her chin, and gently bumped foreheads with her. "Nelly, what do we do now?"
"What?" Noelle was confused.
Charles held her chin gently and kissed her again. This time, Noelle was a bit surprised, but she was ready. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him, and kissed him back with a new eagerness.
They stayed like that for a long time, not wanting to let go. Noelle felt breathless. She realized that kissing was something she could get better at with practice.
She gently pushed Charles back and coughed twice. "Look at the time. Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"Yep!" Charles laughed softly, holding Noelle's hand. "It's definitely time for work!" His voice had a playful sadness to it. "But what can I do? I wish I could keep you with me forever!"
Noelle giggled at Charles's silly words. It was like something a kid would say. "But you don't have a magic pocket like Doraemon to carry me around all the time!"
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