for the kissed self ship: How about Hecarim with Number 1?
Self Ship Kisses | Crown Of The Head
A flurry of hooves sounded in the distance as Supia froze up. Oh no… no this wasn’t happening.
Not him.
A panic rose in her chest at the fact that he had found her. In a futile effort she took off running despite knowing the inevitable was going to happen. The ghostly centaur watched her attempt to escape him as a booming laugh was heard.
It had grown louder as she braced herself for what was going to happen as he was closing in.
Hecarim’s hand grasped onto her waist to get her out of the way of his hooves and hauled her body up underneath his arm as she gave a shriek of protest. Slowing now he lifted her in his hands being gentler now with her. Her hood had been knocked back and now her hair was messy. Supia’s face was in a shy pout as her eyes averted away from his menacing gaze.
“Caught you.” He proclaimed before he pressed the armored teeth against her hair as if he had been nuzzling her messy hair… or was it a kiss?
Supia wasn’t sure but she shyly pressed her hands against her face. “You asshole… do you have to do that every time???”
“It’s fun to see you try to escape me, sweetheart. You should know better than that. Still in denial I see.”
“Shut up…”
