Pearl lets out a soft gasp of surprise at the extension of the kiss, but it soon melts into a contented hum, back arching to fit the curve of Garnet's body. Her hand at Garnet's neck snakes around to her nape, where short thick curls tickle her skin. Her other hand in Garnet's own is starting to get a little sweaty, but that mild discomfort is eclipsed by everything else that she's feeling right now.

"I really like kissing you," Pearl says once they part for breath, despite knowing there's no real need to. She's sure Garnet can tell, but it's just so... nice. This wonderful effervescent warmth that bubbles up from the pits of her stomach, making her tingle all the way to her fingertips. It's more than she can express in words, expansive vocabulary and all, but she wants to let Garnet know somehow. How nice it is.

"... It's really nice," she lamely concludes.

Her verbal skills seem to be on a steady decline ever since the two of them started dating.