Love bird

The warmth that touched his cheek suited him all too well. He was like a little blushing violet, so innocent of the world. She wanted to just eat him up. He definitely went somewhere at her mention of a certain someone. She watched him for a moment, duel gaze soft and amused, before kissing his forehead. The gesture more motherly then flirting this time. “I’d say wherever you just went right there is more than a ‘no’” she teased him.

“But if you want to deny it, i’ll happily take more kisses well I can” she moved her head down further now, looking for the soft muzzle of the little white angel. “Mmm, tastes like clouds” she whispered, brushing her tongue across his coat around his nose.

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