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14. things you said after you kissed me (AU)
He doesn’t quite remember her grabbing him by the shoulders and pressing her lips against his, the heat rising into his cheeks, or him even returning the kiss with the same amount of passion.
He doesn’t remember what led up to it, not acknowledging the mess of flour and icing on the kitchen floor under a cracked bowl.
He doesn’t even remember sitting her on the powered sugar covered counter after who knows how many kisses he got drunk on, his hands running over her built frame and her own tangled in his hair.
It was only after they pulled away when the one thing he remembered was to breathe, his face deep red and his brows furrowing in annoyance.
“… We should’ve had Bolin’s cake done by now…” he panted. His vision got hazy when she rubbed her fingers into his head.
“Birthdays last an entire day,” she breathed, her voice deep and husky, the same tone that drove him wild before. “We’ve got time.” She caressed his cheeks, her floured hands smearing his face.
A small smirk crossed his face. “Sounds legit,” he murmured before she brought his face up to hers once more to make him forget all over again.
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