Send "May I have a Kiss?" and I will Generate a Number to indicate where My Muse Kisses Yours
Jiayi’s eyebrows raised in surprise. Of all the people he would have expected to hear such a request from, this girl was towards the bottom of the list - but if she was going to muster the courage to ask, there was certainly no harm in obliging her.
"Ahh, so the blushing maiden is bolder than she looks! It would be an honor, my lady.”
Taking her gloved hand in his, he tenderly pressed his lips to the back of her hand before planting another gentle kiss on her wrist. His cold, spidery hands caressed her tan skin as he pressed feather-light kisses all the way up the length of her arm, stopping at her shoulder. With a sly smile, he lifted his head slightly, half-lidded eyes raising to meet hers before his lips touched hers.
It was nothing more than a brief peck, his breath a ghost of mint and ginger and cloves; breaking the kiss, he looked down at her, his mouth still curved in a coy smile.
"Was that acceptable, my dear?"