#hellasgraeci

[uriciu]

From here:

“Ah, really?” Iraklis asked while he put the money into a small box which read ‘kisses’, “I set the price to be low, so people might buy even more kisses…” He explained, frowning to himself while he thought her words over.

“Should I raise the price?” He asked, quirking a brow while leaning in over the booth’s counter with his arms folded under himself, so he was within reach of her lips.

“I’d recommend €15 to €20 personally but if you insist on selling yourself at clearance prices,  €5 is the lowest I will accept.” Was this business talk or self esteem talk? Frankly, who knew? Either way, an amount quite a bit heftier than his asking price was slid across the table before she did a quick lipstick and fresh breath check.

Getting what she paid for was made endlessly easier by his thoughtful positioning so all it took was just a little lean (and caution in regards to her glasses) to press her lips to his and complete the transaction.

[berlinkoenig-blog]

hellasgraeci replied to your post “No one’s kissing Gilbert? This should be amended.”

"For €1, I'll kiss you as well."

“I”ll do it for €5, since I figured you could use it.”

[softkopfkino-blog]

@hellasgraeci from here. 

“Right,” Ludwig nodded, clearing his throat and following suit in looking up towards the sky. “I suppose I’ll have to find more things to do inside later on, then.” 

He isn’t opposed to rain - though, he hadn’t brought any kind of rain protection with him. That would probably be an easy fix, though. 

“Thank you for the heads up.”

[adotjones]

hellasgraeci replied to your post: “What’s that up there?”

Despite the kiss being rather bad, and almost missing his mouth completely, Iraklis offered a smile afterwards and hummed, “Sure, no homo.”

“Pfft! Totally thought you were homo, bro.” Slaps him on the back and grins. 

[coolmintcanadian-blog]

@hellasgraeci

[text:] that looks awfully cold, I’m shivering just looking at the picture

[TEXT] *Literally just a picture of him in a solid half meter of snow in winter boots, shorts, and a t-shirt.*  [TEXT] It’s only -2! 

[hollokiralyno]

@hellasgraeci from here

It took a moment for Elizaveta to gain her bearings, staring at Iraklis dumbly as she thought, before attempting to answer his question.

“Um. Necropolis, or... something...” Trailing off, she murmured under her breath briefly, trying to find the right answer, or at least one that sounded mostly right. “Acropolis?” She shrugged, having already given up, and patted his arm lightly. “Hey, if you saw me earlier, why didn’t you come over to say hello? Or drink? I probably could have done with a partner for shots, really.”

[uriciu]

hellasgraeci replied to your post: “What’s that up there?”

“Good thing they managed to get it right this year then.” The Greek man smiled, and then leant down a little so she wouldn’t have to stretch herself too much in order to reach him.

“Somehow it’s easier to be ‘merry and bright’ when there’s the right outdoor plant brought in and hung about!” Plant talk and cheerful complaining aside, there was custom to uphold. Pleased he did half the difficult part for her, Iraklis was gifted a kiss for his efforts.

[uriciu]

hellasgraeci replied to your post: ��

The nudges hadn’t worked properly on him, instead he had more or less just swatted her hand away. The kiss on his lips however certainly woke him, but he only opened one eye to look at her, “… Do you normally wake people in that way?”

“Desperate times lead to desperate measures,” she said far too solemnly with a cautious pat to his shoulder. It could be considered a partial success as one eye was open. Not too shabby. “It was between that and shouting. I was thinking you’d prefer the kiss.”