Jan 7, 2014
Maises to Tarrok -- I want the K
[{3: Nose Kiss]}
He shuffles his feet for a moment before rolling his eyes. He was never one for all this cutesy crap, and this was more than just cutesy crap. Next thing he knew Maises would be asking him to hold his hand.
He sighs, leaning down until he is eye level with them before he leans forward. As he does so they tilt their head up slightly, and his lips catch their nose.
He frowns, leaning back after a moment, to find Maises practically shaking with silent laughter. Well fine, there. He kissed the little bugger.