[it makes his heart flutter, the sound of romance's laughter, although the kisses are doing a great job at making his heartbeat skip, too. he exhales a content-sounding sigh, doing his best not to squirm when those teeth find his earlobe, the sensation sending a whole new pleasurable feeling rushing through him.]
I know. You make me happy, too. [that is not how the rest of that song goes, but he doesn't care, not when romance's hips come up against his, his breath catching in his throat and escaping in a little whine after their lips come together. his arms move, reaching up and circling around romance's shoulders, his fingers lacing together at the back of his neck to effectively hold him in place as the kiss deepens.
today, he smells of watermelon and sandalwood again and something that's so sweet, it's almost cloying in a way. mystery probably couldn't tell what it is, but whatever the smell, romance seems to like it, and that makes him feel pleased.]
You have me, [he reminds him, his head turning so he can kiss the shell of romance's ear before speaking against it.] All of me. Always.
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I know. You make me happy, too. [that is not how the rest of that song goes, but he doesn't care, not when romance's hips come up against his, his breath catching in his throat and escaping in a little whine after their lips come together. his arms move, reaching up and circling around romance's shoulders, his fingers lacing together at the back of his neck to effectively hold him in place as the kiss deepens.
today, he smells of watermelon and sandalwood again and something that's so sweet, it's almost cloying in a way. mystery probably couldn't tell what it is, but whatever the smell, romance seems to like it, and that makes him feel pleased.]
You have me, [he reminds him, his head turning so he can kiss the shell of romance's ear before speaking against it.] All of me. Always.