@DivineAtaraxia " now you're speakin' my language! " moving to take a seat at the bar, elbow placed against bartop and chin resting in the palm of his hand,
" surprise me, why don't ya? "
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( ... slowly but surely getting used to the affection again, veritas crosses his arms and looks away for a moment before he sighs.
hands reach forward to cup cowboy's cheeks, pressing a tender kiss right on his lips. when he pulls
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( that expression is wiped away with the gentle way in which the scholar cups his face, the way he presses a kiss to his lips and stealing any other words that he might want to say.
so he stares when they part, jaw slack as he feels his cheeks heat up; a hint of blue appearing.)