@fukuroukashi asked: “I want to feel how much you want me.” Dirty talk
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@fukuroukashi asked: “I want to feel how much you want me.” Dirty talk
@fukuroukashi asked: “Your hands are so warm.” Dirty talk
“I was making hot chocolate, do you want a cup too Keiji-kun?” She hums lightly as she runs her thumb over his knuckles, tilting her head to press a kiss to his cheek before turning back to the mug she had set on the counter. “You’ll have to let go of my hands though.”
@fukuroukashi asked: 💛 ( keiji kissing himari's hand! c: )
Send to get a kiss from my muse!
She had decided to try and surprise him, a spur of the moment decision on her part (and slightly uncharacteristic, but hey, she wanted to try something new). She knew where he kept the spare key to his apartment and had let herself in with the intent of having some takeout ordered and ready for him by the time he got home from work.
Something must have kept him behind at the office, because the food had long since cooled down, and Himari was fast asleep with her cheek pressed flat to the cool surface of his kitchen table. It wasn’t until she felt the soft pressure of lips against her palm that her eyelids began to flutter, groaning quietly as she moves her hand to press it against his jaw.
@fukuroukashi asked: gib kissy
A pleased hum buzzes past her lips as she feels his arms wrap around her shoulders. Slim fingers reach forwards to pause the video she was watching, makeup brush set delicately against her vanity as she leans back into his embrace. Her head is tilted, looking back at him as his lips graze against the soft flesh of her own, hooded eyes slipping shut as she melts into his touch.
“You’re lucky I haven’t put lipstick on yet, or you might be wearing a new color right now.”
@fukuroukashi asked: Holds hand.
Send for your muse to do one of the following to mine.
Oh god, her heart was going to beat out of her chest! Sure, this wasn’t their first date, far from it, but they were both the traditional type! The kind to take things slow! To hold her hand so tightly out of no where, she didn’t know what to do with herself. She settles for using her free hand to cover her burning cheeks, hoping that he didn’t notice her embarrassment.
@fukuroukashi asked: “Can I stay for a little while longer?”
Blind date starter sentences
“You... Want to stay?”
That was a first. Of all the dates she had ever been on (which wasn’t very many, admittedly) no one had ever volunteered themselves to spend more time with her, especially after the date was supposed to have already ended. It made an unfamiliar feeling stir somewhere between her chest and stomach, a rush of heat rolling through her body like a tidal wave.
“I mean.... Yeah! You can stay. I won’t stop you.”
@fukuroukashi asked: ❛ Excuse me, I don’t want you to think I’m ridiculous or anything, but you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I just felt like I had to tell you. ❜ ( uwu )
Pick up line meme
It wasn’t like her to get so flustered, she would swear on it! But the way he had lowered his lips close to her ear had sent tingles down her spine to the tips of her fingers, hooded eyes squeezing shut as heat races up her neck and into her cheeks, staining her skin a pretty pink as she tries in vain to shield her face with a delicate hand.
“You can’t say things like that out of no where.... My heart might explode.”
@fukuroukashi asked: 💆♂️
💆♂️ - brushes hair from my muse’s face
It was possible that she was showing off just a bit, doing her best to appear as if she was floating over the ice rather than simply skating. He had complained of tired ankles, and had retired to the bench just off the rink, protected from any wayward skaters by a sturdy wall. The sound of blades scraping against the glass like surface echos through the mostly empty rink as she comes to a halt just in front of the box, doing her best not to smile too wide as his fingers brush over her cheek to push fly-away hairs back behind her ear.
“I... Guess I got a bit carried away huh?”