[cling.] + [nuzzle.]
@patternedpopstar | more belated sinday goodness!
He could get lost in the feeling of Rumi around him, in the way the iridescence of her patterns almost seemed to dance across her skin with each of their movements, in the way his name sounded as it escaped her lips in a cry. Seo-jun had never experienced anything like it in the 400 years he’d been alive, never experienced anything like her in those 400 years. He couldn’t help the chuckle as she pressed her face against his shoulder to help muffle any further noises that managed to escape, grinning as he glanced down in her direction. “I know you aren’t getting shy with me now, bomul…you sound so pretty when you let someone else take control of the situation…” He moves to try and kiss just below her ear, nipping as he feels her legs tighten their grip around his waist and somehow pull him in further.
“And you know how much I love hearing you come undone because of me…”
