forum "You're The Only Ten-I-See" (Closed)

Started March 26, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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"We can probably get some, if they have 'em here." Phoenix mumbled, taking her hand and pulling it up to his lips. A little smirk pulled up on his lips. "Maybe they'll be as sweet as you."

Cicada ended up blushing despite her attempts to keep it back. He just, gah. She smirked back in return as her mind raced as she pulled her hand away before stealing a kiss from Phoenix, "You're the sweet one darling. But I don't think they'll ever be as sweet as you."

Phoenix's face grew pink, as he flicked his gaze off of her. "Mmm… am not…" Mumbling a bit, he buried his face in her shoulder with a little pout. He was a lot more flustered than he would like to admit. "Are we getting cinnamon rolls, then?"

"Are too!" Cicada let out a little laugh as she kissed the top of his head. She hummed a little as she thought, "I think now we have too. Just to see how sweet it is."

Phoenix continued to pout, glancing up to her. "Mm, no I'm not… but if that's what we're doing, should I get up and call?" He asked softly, before nuzzling back into her shoulder. He started to kiss along her shoulder, and up the side of her neck with a smile.

"Mmm in a little bit?" Cicada asked as she tilted her head up ever so slightly so he could maybe kiss higher up. She didn't mind the feeling what so ever and hummed a little bit, "I kind feel like just cuddling here with you."

Phoenix smiled a little more, continuing to place more kisses on her. They were slower, and longer than before. "Mm, I can wait… just tell me when you get hungry…" He whispered a bit, continuing to creep up the side of her neck with his lips.

"Okay," Cicada whispered back as her eyes closed a little. She was enjoying this moment and figured she would repay this later since there wasn't a whole lot she could go. Her hands back to gently rub his back since they were wrapped around his body.

Phoenix's smile creep up a bit more, pulling her as close as she could get. He was lingering his kisses, trying to be gentle as he kissed her. Clearly he was pretty happy here with her, gently nosing at her in between kissing her.

Cicada let out a content hum as she continued to rub his back. She kept herself close up against him knowing he was happy and she was as well. Her head moved so she coud nuzzle up against him a little without effecting his own positioning.

"Mm… and you said you weren't sweet…" Phoenix mumbled, feeling a grin spread across his face. He was starting to feel bubbly, his face growing a soft pink. "You taste pretty sweet to me~"

Cicada started blushing as she half buried her head against him. She had a very floaty feeling as she glanced at him before mumbling quietly to him, "Mmmmm noooo, I'm not sweet at all. You're lying~"

"Would I lie to you, love?" Phoenix asked softly, continuing to kiss her softly. He kept up a little smile, starting to adjust his position to be on top of her. "Because if you think the answer is yes, I need to change your mind."

Cicada didn't freak out like she thought she might with Phoenix now on top of her. She was still blushing as he kissed her and murmured now looking right at him, "I don't think you would lie to me… But I know I'm not sweet."

Phoenix smiled softly, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "And why do you say that, darling?" He asked softly, before continuing to kiss up her neck. He was trying to be careful, and not push anything too far. With being back in her old town, he didn't know how easily it would be to trigger her. Then again, he wasn't exactly sure what would trigger her.

Cicada was fine with this, she would let him know if she wasn't, hopefully. One part of her mind wanted to see where this would go, another part wanted to freak out, and the last part was trying to come up with a response. She took a deep breath and let her eyes close for a moment before she let out a soft sigh, "Becuase I'm not. I'm sweaty, and dirty, so how could I taste sweet?"

"Mm… that's a good question…" Phoenix mumbled softly, dropping down to his forearms for support. He was still kissing her softly, growing lazier at doing so, not pulling back as much as he had been. The simple action was definitely addicting to him. "I can't explain it, but you really do, to me."

"Mmmmm," Cicada hummed as she nuzzled up into his neck. She was careful not ot move much though as she was enjoying his little lazy kisses and didn't want to interupt him, "I guess if you say so."

"I do, because it's true…" Phoenix smiled lightly, feeling her brush up against him. It gave him an odd feeling, but he kept kissing her. After a little bit longer, he started to pull away and look at her face. "Mm, am I bugging you at all?"

"Not really," Cicada replied looking up at him after a moment. She hadn't expected that to be the case given yesterday, them being in her old town, and her past record when in situations far less intimate than this, "Surprisingly enough. Is it bothering you at all?"

"Mm, not really… would you want me to stop, though?" Phoenix asked softly, pushing up a little more. Using one of his arms to support most of his body-weight, he gently slid his hand down to the dip in her waist. "I don't mind, if you want me to."

"I don't want you to stop," Cicada told him. She melted under his touch and slid one of her hands up and into his hair. SHe started to gently comb through it before continuing her response, "It's kind of nice."

Phoenix felt a little smile pull up, leaning forward into her touch. Slowly he started running his hand up and down her side, being mindful how far her went. "Mm, alright… tell me if you want me to…" He whispered, slowly sinking down to kiss her once again.

"Mmm will do," Cicada murmured with a soft smile on and a hint of a purr in her voice. She kept running her hand through his hair as her body seemed to turn to puddy under his gentle touch.

Phoenix kept smile, managing to keep up off of her. Or, in a better words, he managed to not just lie on top of her. He kept himself supported off of her enough to give her the ability to push him off, if need-be. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable." He mumbled in return, being gentle with his actions.