[laughing kiss] - shota to emi
Attraction prompts | Accepting | @shcuta
Maybe he saw her through the peephole, maybe he just knew from the several rings of the doorbell who it was. But the door creeks open, revealing tired eyes and disheveled features. Just the person she had been longing to see, just the one who was extra attractive in her eyes.
Bright smile, bounding leap, she’s through the door and pounced on her particularly unwary prey. At first reflexes catch her smaller frame, staggering once or twice as both the door and her hit him at once. But he’s not prepared for the rest of the greeting, the onslaught of affections that come with the initial pounce. Peppering tired face with kisses of all sorts until he loses composure and loses balance all in one.
In an instant they’re on the ground. Air knocked out for a second after landing squarely on broad chest. But it doesn’t dissuade her. Instead she only erupts in a menagerie of laughter as her onslaught continues. Moving now to press light and fluttering kisses between laughter to his lips.
Infectious, intoxicating. Both the laughter and the expression of attraction have broken him long enough to elicit a smile, fighting between it and returning the kisses as well as squeezing out his own brand of low amused chuckling. Music to her ears.
Who knows how long the spectacle lasts. They were probably a sight to see in the opened door to any passerby, yet neither seems to care. Even as the laughter softens to giggling and she sits up. Wiping tears from her eyes and beaming that same broad and happy smile she always gives him.
“Morning, handsome!”