✖ [ List of things that I regret: 1. Nothing. ]
Who wants kisses? Drop me a symbol!
Annie’s smile is wide as she taps her fingers playfully atop her boyfriend’s chest. Seeing him restrained like this surely was something worth witnessing. Playful was ever, she sprawls long in a very cat-like fashion. What to do now?
A chuckle lefts her as she cups Sid’s face between her hands, gently stroking his cheeks and leaning to give his lips a brief peck. She continues planting these small kisses all around his face, giggling as she can do as she pleases.
After several of those innocent pecks, her lips stop at the side of his neck. Sid probably couldn’t see it, but now her smile had turned even more mischievous (something certainly not usual on her).
She doesn’t give him the chance to question why had she stopped... Her lips close into a kiss before she sucks in harshly... Or at least harshly enough to leave a tiny (very tiny) pinkish mark on his skin, which probably wouldn’t last more than a day.
What could she say? She’s still the soft Annie