[Ali tenses up at the hug and Concord debates letting it go, wonders briefly if it was too intimate a display. A silly notion, in his mind, given why they're here... so he's relieved when Ali relaxes into his shoulder. He allows the moment to stretch out, basking it that warmth as it were.
When he thinks to pull away, it's only so far as he can turn his own head to Ali. He leans in, catching his lips. It's a kiss with enough urgency to be passionate, but not rushed, not desperate. It's an assured kiss, one he's certain about and confident in. Ali frustrated him, works him up, but that's all turned sweet. Concord invites the push and pull they have to stay, comfortable with it.]
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When he thinks to pull away, it's only so far as he can turn his own head to Ali. He leans in, catching his lips. It's a kiss with enough urgency to be passionate, but not rushed, not desperate. It's an assured kiss, one he's certain about and confident in. Ali frustrated him, works him up, but that's all turned sweet. Concord invites the push and pull they have to stay, comfortable with it.]