Her arms were hugging rock, her chin pressing downward.
His fingers curled under her chin, pressing on the outside, bringing her face around to his.
With her chin pressing against the deck, someone bound a rope around her ankles.
His words were muffled and distorted by his chin pressing against the tiles.
He lay there with his chin pressing into the nap of the royal blue carpet, eyes shut, thinking about what had just happened.
As she speaks I can feel her chin, shaped exactly like mine, pressing into my shoulder.
