" Not a single breath can ever part me from you, your arms; your love. "
{He snorts, crossing tattooed arms over his chest, fingertips tapping against his flawless complexion as he raises a brow, expression close to mocking as he shifts his weight from one leg to another.;} Are you serious Dandelion? You know, if you want a kiss, make sure you earn it. {Runs slender fingers through raven curls.;} Not too hard, if you know me properly.
I’m wondering why you got them. You don’t seem like a man who does things solely for aesthetics. [‘he grins] Though you are rather pretty. [‘he curls his fingers around your forearm, leans in close so you can smell his cologne, and traces his soft pink tongue along the curve of your ear, teeth grazing your ear lobe before he whispers] Pretty please? Dandelion wants a kiss.
Well, at least you’ve gotten something right about me. {Snorts, rolling his eyes.;} Flattery won’t help you, less so when it’s misplaced. {Breathes in the other’s fragrant cologne as the distance between the two are shortened, quite a bit. His eyes shut when the other’s tongue runs along his ear, tensing his muscles to keep himself from shuddering, seeing as the other, most likely unconsciously, had brushed over one of his more sensitive spots. He jerks his head to the side, slightly, a smirk curling at his lips.;} Oh really now? You want it that badly? {Trails his forefinger along the other’s jawline.;} How amusing.