💓 + 💔 (winks w/ both eyes)
palms roam ‘cross familiar skin as dewy lashes flutter closed , but spring open once more , just to soak in the sight of flushing cheeks , angled jawline , angelic hues , and plush lips full of breath ready to be stolen . he once was a canvas made for pious hands : made for reverence and idolatry , but tension pulls at his guts and the boiling heat pulsating through his veins only intensifies his hunger for a trainwreck moment , all wildflower kisses , unholy grasps , and the unclean taste of his ravaged skin .
between wet contact and hungry movements , he almost sings , breathlessly , ❛ oh , tae .. tae , it’s hot .. it’s really hot .. ❜ or maybe that’s just his own cheeks aflame , his body thrumming in heartbeat and rhythm a dance made for two soul - sworn bodies . he’s only a nebula to his lover’s star - laden heart ; he could just be a planet , pulled in close by gravity and revolving effortlessly , ceaselessly , enraptured by his heat and light and everlasting benevolence .
palms pray against the burning skin of his hips as his tongue drinks his fill of irresistible taste . tae’s lips are sweet from gloss , his tongue faintly of the shared dessert , and his scent leaves blair heady and only giddy for more .
just as he’s about to trail tiers along his slim jawline with fingers toying at waistband , the doorbell rings and he jerks backwards with wide , irritated eyes and aching hands . ❛ r - really!! ... who the ... c - can we ignore it ...?? ❜
but , it rings once more and he gets up with a heaving , very disappointed sigh , while nursing back the sudden lust for whoever decided to interrupt their time .
🠒 ✧ heated + interrupted kiss
