( cue van wrinkling his nose quite disdainfully in return, tipping his chin up to peer down skeptically at essie while she toys with his messy, faded bangs of some light, unidentifiably murky color. ) No, I do not. ( except he says it a little too quickly, sounds a little too defensive.
so maybe he'll grin a little sheepishly, as though he's not very obviously someone who's borderline obsessed with their boyfriend, admit, ) Okay, maybe a little.
( but he props himself up a little higher, brackets her with his hands on either side of her while his lower half stays stubbornly laying against the mattress, lazy after some good morning sex, and he tips his head to the side quizzically, sounding faux-offended. ) What, am I not allowed to just feel like kissing you? ( and maybe to be his usual contrarian self, he leans in for another kiss, giving her lower lip a teasing nip with his teeth before lapping over it gently to soothe the dull sting, stealing another smooch because that obviously helps everything. )
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Date: 2020-05-03 03:57 am (UTC)so maybe he'll grin a little sheepishly, as though he's not very obviously someone who's borderline obsessed with their boyfriend, admit, ) Okay, maybe a little.
( but he props himself up a little higher, brackets her with his hands on either side of her while his lower half stays stubbornly laying against the mattress, lazy after some good morning sex, and he tips his head to the side quizzically, sounding faux-offended. ) What, am I not allowed to just feel like kissing you? ( and maybe to be his usual contrarian self, he leans in for another kiss, giving her lower lip a teasing nip with his teeth before lapping over it gently to soothe the dull sting, stealing another smooch because that obviously helps everything. )