[She's very, very cool with that judging by the resulting moan.]

It's like when you woke up on the beach with dry limbs, except no matter what you do there's no getting rid of the dryness. And on top of that parts of you refuse to work the right way and feel deeply unnatural.

[Ignoring the pain in her chest she leans up to kiss him properly.]

Consider yourself the moisturizer for my soul. [What in the actual world.] But you're missing a spot.

[Clearly he's supposed to ask what spot it is.]