Dec 22, 2015
A sneak peek from Santa: When her lips quirked into a smile, he regained his focus. There were traditions to uphold, and he was shunning them in favor of staring at her like a love-lorn fool. He took a single step forward and bowed to her, presenting his hand. Rumish felt a brief sensation of air rushing across his knuckles before her lips pressed softly to the skin. If he died here and now, her lips on his knuckles would be the only thing connecting his spirit to the earth. “Shall we, my lord?"
Oh jesus, tumblr hates me and doesn’t tell me when I receive asks!! I’m so sorry I never replied to this, I have no idea when you sent it!! this was a very good line in the fic
Ah, I’m so sorry!!