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Send 💋 for my muse to kiss yours
His thumb ghosted across her lips. His gaze exploring her own. She was so beautiful- So.. Opposite. Of what he was. Something pure and good. Wholesome and complete. It pulled him to her. His mind, his heart. Every time she was near he felt as if he walked among clouds.
… How could he not love her ? “ You are certainly the embodiment of perfection. ” His tone was hushed while he unclipped his mask. Letting it drop to the floor without care- and with his lips exposed. He closed the gap to press his lips onto hers.











