( pecks his cheek ) two for flinching ! ( cradles his jaw in her palms while peppering his cheek with her kisses ) 💋
[ @stopmeteor ]
❛ Hey. ❜ A warning, though entirely non-threatening;he pushes her gently, lovingly, from his face with startled reverence. All acts, however, fall to nothingness as he fails ( perhaps intentionally ) to keep her entirely from him. Her hands brush against his face, her fingers trace up his jaw, and a nervous tingle trickles down his spine, raising the hair on neck's nape. It lights his cheeks and ears with a familiar burn, and knowing the redness it carries only causes him further appeasive embarrassment.
In simple seconds, without a moment's warning, her lips press to his cheek; here, there, seemingly everywhere, and his freckles are burdened with the rose-hue that rushes blood to skin's surface. ❛ Okay, okay – ❜ He pleads gently, bearing a sense of delighted overwhelm.
His own motions begin to defy hers, to assert whatever form of confidence he requires for the situation, and with a mock vengeance, he touches against her face as well, connecting their lips for the briefest passing. ❛ If you want my attention, just say it. ❜ It's said light-heartedly, but equally, confrontationally, Cloud.