“ teach me how to kiss? " he asks, batting his eyelashes at mal as if he has no RECOLLECTION of how to kiss. false innocence hides the smugness and the good humour he's feeling.
it’s the way he says it that makes her brows raise. it’s the tone that catches her by surprise, not the actual question. part of her wants to investigate the sudden loss of memory, maybe that’s why a teasing comment about being under yet another spell presses itself to her tongue. she decides against saying it, a little shake of her head following as she thinks how best to respond to the king ( her king ). the way he bats his eyelashes at her makes the blonde laugh and stand from her sitting space. she steps closer to him, thankful that she chose to study in his office.
❛ first, place your hand here. ❜ as mal speaks, she gently moves ben’s hand to rest on her waist. moving his other hand to the desired position, mal gently presses it to her cheek.
❛ if you’re going to kiss someone, hold them like they’re the only person who matters in that moment. ❜ if only the old mal could see this new, romanticized version of herself. one of her hands gently reaches up to lace in his hair and the other arm wraps around his middle.
“stare into their eyes for a moment. connect with them in every way you can. ❜ her gaze flicks from his eyes to his lips and back up again.
❛ and when you’re ready... lean in, ❜ she stands on the tips of her toes, her lips inches from his for just a moment before she presses a kiss to the corner of his lips. she trails the kisses up to his ear and whispers, ❛ and sometimes remind him that she always enjoys an opportunity to tease. ❜
