gentlexhearts replied to your post:[Sytry]:"My lips are like skittles. Wanna taste...
“Isaac said I ought to taste like the sweets I’m eating, since I’m eating quite a lot.” Nonchalantly, he reached into his skittles bag for some more, tossing them in his mouth. “I’ve been liking skittles at the moment, I wanted to try this theory.”
⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱───── “Well, then go make a pass at Issac!” William complained. He watched the fallen one stuff a handful of the overly sweet, sugar filled candies into his mouth and frowned. Even if he did find Sytry attractive, even if he would ever consider kissing him, that taste would assault his senses and destroy any of the subtle flavor of the silverette’s lips. That in itself was a decided turn off. “I’m certainly not going to kiss you!” He wouldn’t, but there was an off chance Issac would have accepted. The two had an odd sort of relationship, after all.












