Kissing Eustass Kid is an experience.
The first time he kissed your cheekbone, it had been a firm but soft press of his lips. Not overwhelming, not hesitant. A statement. A bold, red print upon your cheek that loudly proclaimed, "I claim you."
You still remember the smell of the cosmetic as he pulled away, and you were thrilled to learn it was the smudgeproof kind of lipstick. In the mirror, you could see the creases and cracks on his lip almost perfectly painted on your skin. It made your heart thump loudly.
The first time he kissed your lips, you had noticed a slight quiver in his jaw before he crashed his lips against yours. That kiss was harder, like he was putting all his pent up impatience into it; you could feel his teeth pushing against his mouth before his lips eased up and gently landed against your cupid's bow. Trying to be gentle.
Kid, for his part, didnt perform public displays of affection outside the ship, due to his reputation. Sure he would hold on to you, but to an outsider it could have been seen as completely innocent. Maybe less so when he would play with your hair.
In the privacy of the ship, Kid didnt mind getting a little sloppy.
Smearing lipstick and saliva down your neck as he kissed and nibbled on the skin just below your earlobe. You wouldnt say he was holding back on his kisses, but you came to realize that he was treating you a bit like a flower.
Applying just enough force so you dont wilt. Not taking things too fast or far.
The signature smell of his favorite lipstick now taunting you as he peppered your face, with his hands tangled in your hair as he let out heady breaths.
When he slips his tongue inside your mouth, something shifts.
His fingers grip your skull and neck as he walks you backwards into a wall. Breathy moans escape from you both; his hands slap against the wall when he pulls up for air, resting his chin on your head as he calms himself down.
You let out a quiet groan and hear him chuckle.
You shake and nod your head repeatedly.
Kid gruffs out, "Heh, the more you want it the better it'll be." He winks and runs his hand down your neck, "Won't be long. Patience, sweetheart."
He suddenly scoops you in his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. Kissing you one last time as he carries you out of his office, his fingers squirmed against your skin as he savored the contact.
Dropping you off on the deck, "I dont put out before a first date."
Your face burned and steam blew from your ears as he loudly cackled, door slamming behind you.
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