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Steeling grinned before leaning down and locking their lips together gently. When he pulled away, he licked his own lips with a slow nod. "You're right, it is good."
Steeling grinned before leaning down and locking their lips together gently. When he pulled away, he licked his own lips with a slow nod. "You're right, it is good."
Eden froze, her lips tingling, eyes wide. Then slowly, her face began to heat up until it resembled a cherry.
"Ster…sterling!" she smacked him on the arm, face incredibly red. "That wasn't–that wasn't what I meant!"
Gray quirked an eyebrow at his girlfriend.
"I'm sure they wouldn't mind even if we were making out," he replied. "Seeing as the engaged man is busy doing that himself."
Sterling chuckled and pecked her lips again. "I know it wasn't. I meant to surprise you with it, and I seem to have succeeded."
She hid her face in his chest, eyes squeezed shut. Good lord, she was going to die one day, and only because this man wanted to surprise her!
"You are such a tease…" she grumbled. "Why do you have to do these things in public?"
“Maybe so,” Violeta chuckled, pressing her nose into the crook of Gray’s neck. “Do you want me to sit in your lap?”
"Do you even need to ask?" Gray muttered, already resting his hand on her waist.
“I want to hear you say it.”
Over time, she’d learned to be much more adventurous, slowly easing into the rhythm of his flirtations and responding with matched energy.
She hid her face in his chest, eyes squeezed shut. Good lord, she was going to die one day, and only because this man wanted to surprise her!
"You are such a tease…" she grumbled. "Why do you have to do these things in public?"
"Because I like seeing you all riled up from it and not able to do anything back," Sterling chuckled again, winking at her shamelessly. He picked up the fork and loaded another bite for her, tapping her lips with it. "C'mon, now. Let me feed you some more."
Gray's lips twisted into a smile and he leaned closer to Violeta's ear.
"Well, then…" he whispered. "Would you mind taking a seat in my lap, sweetheart?"
Eden blushed again, trying to fight it off, but the wink only made it worse. Sterling tapped her lips again with the fork and she slowly took another bite, looking at him as she chewed.
"Are you going to taste this, too, Sterling?"
Violeta’s breath hitched. Gray’s warm breath brushed across her ear, stirring the crosshatching of hairs beside it, bringing her already-pounding heart to a cacophonous crescendo. But after a moment, she complied, her face crimson as she slid into her boyfriend’s lap.
Sterling hummed, smirking down at her. He leaned over and bumped their noses together. "I don't know… Should I, love?"
Gray wrapped his arms around Violeta’s waist the second she slid onto his lap, resting his chin on her forehead, determined to make her as flustered as possible.
“Comfortable?”
Eden’s heart hammered in her chest, but she smiled bashfully at her fiancée.
“Shouldn’t you?” She breathed out. “You need to eat, too, after all.”
“V-Very much so,” Violeta stammered, wrapping her hands around his wrists and tightening the hold he had on her.
Gray chuckled, pressing a kiss on her neck.
"Well, now that I'm busy holding you…" he murmured. "It's your job to feed me."
Violeta’s eyes widened almost imperceptibly. But her hand was moving before she could get control of it, spearing a bite of chicken on her fork and holding it to Gray’s lips.
Gray grinned, taking a bite, chewing slowly before he licked his lips, trying to tease Violeta.
"Yup, that was good…" he murmured. "Especially since I was fed by my darling girlfriend."
Violeta groaned, barely resisting the urge to hide her flushed face. “Is this part of the consequences we discussed earlier?”
Gray smirked against her neck.
"I wonder…"
“Not funny,” she muttered, taking a small bite of the buttery flatbread in one hand.
Eden’s heart hammered in her chest, but she smiled bashfully at her fiancée.
“Shouldn’t you?” She breathed out. “You need to eat, too, after all.”
“I do have my own food,” Sterling reminded her in a murmur. “But it might taste better coming from you…”
(bump?)
(Oh. I forgot to reply to this. Idk what to say though)
(oof)
(Isndndkdn
I don't want this to die, but idk what to do…)
(let's plan stuff out in dms?)
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