my throat .ᐣ you scent me everybody we meet. it's not subtle wither. ‘ s like you want people to know. ”
haejin leaned down further, releasing the grip on his jaw to tap index and middle fingertips against the center of his lower tier,
idly, her fingers kept playing with soft strands, alternating between gentle tugs at the roots and soft strokes, lulling him into a further state of relaxation. i was all the softness she was willing to spare for him.
“ aish, just the back of
“ no, i'd never take you for that type of bitch. ” her lips mirrored the smirk on saint's own , a slight , crooked tilt at the very corner that said more than a thousand words could. “ don't give me ideas, though. i might get interested. ”
she didn't need to physically pin him down, the headiness of her half lidded gaze should be more than enough. those same eyes followed the movement of his lips, whispering a soft “ ow. ” the moment teeth lightly sank into her thumb.
his retort easily drawled an amused huff that flares his nostrils , lightly sucking at own teeth ——- arrogant little bastard. he was right, though, wasn't he .ᐣ
“ what can 𝑖 say .ᐣ have a weak spot for pretty men in uniforms. ”
something low and tight coiled in his gut, a recognition that made his amusement palpable, even as his pulse kicked harder beneath those fingertips. the weight of her stare settled over him like a hand pressed
open with the pad of his thumb, holding him perfectly in place as she licks into his mouth, slow and deep, like she's trying to commit his taste to memory.
when a gentle hand sneaks upwards towards her nape, a shiver crawls along the same path and she sighs softly into the kiss, melting into it with a little too much ease.
hae—jin had half expected it to go a lot differently, a lot more aggressive, some type of struggle for power
the unexpected tenderness draws a soft breath from calais, fingers tightening ever so slightly around her waist as he returns the kiss with equal gentleness; it is almost amusing, how easily she manages to steal the clever words right off his tongue ——and for once, he makes no +
once again, caging him in and mostly covering him up from prying eyes ; despite the fact that at the right angle, any by passers would get a full show of how ready she is to ravish him.
“ open up for me, yeobo.” he pries calias' lips