He’s running his own lips over the other’s pair slowly,
in a teasing manner and it’d been ten minutes now of
his teasing and thy still have yet to do anything about
it and part of the male is starting to get antsy, wiggling
in his seat every two minutes because he wants them
to do something, wants them to end the teasing for him
and he’s craving for someone else to take control of him.
"C’mon." He whines.
And he’s piratically begging them now, glasses still sat on
the bridge of his nose and now he’s groaning softly.
Shane’s quick to comply, forcing the smaller boy against the wall probably a bit too roughly, but his lips against Landon’s is the sweetest apology he could ever muster up. His hands ran down to the boy’s hips, lips lingering against his as he pulled away. “Tell me what you want,” He mumbled, tugging gently at his lower lip before connecting their lips once more. One hand pinned his hips to the wall, the other coming up to cup his cheek.
“You shouldn’t have to miss me,” she mumbled, tangling her fingers in his hair. She felt her cheeks heat up at the affectionate kisses, biting down on her bottom lip softly. “I love you too.”
"It’s hard not to when we barely have time to see each other. Maybe I’m just jealous that other people have your attention. Want you all to myself, but I know that’s selfish and all." He sighed and moved one arm from her waist, his hand cupping her cheek as he leaned up slightly. "No you don’t, Care. Not the way I love you, at least."
"Did ya miss me?"
"You do realize that I am basically a hermit? So no, no one has replaced you and yes, I do remember you."
"You do realize that I’m easily replaceable, right? — Okay, good. Does that mean I get cuddles?"
❛ Sure. What’s up? Why do you seem … Sad? ❜
"Just miss you. A lot. So much that it physically hurts," He mumbled, tugging her closer, his arms hooking around her waist. He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, pressing sweet kisses up her neck and along her jaw. "I love you."
"So, do you remember me or have you found someone better to occupy your time?"
"Okay, — fuck, you have been coming in here every day for, like, the past week and you’re torturing me. You’re so… cute? It’s annoying because all I wanna do is kiss you and I don’t even know your name. Okay, well, I do, but you’ve only told me once, like, three days ago. Fuck. Sorry, that’s weird.”
"Come sit in my lap. Wanna kiss you and hold you and pretend that you’re actually mine. Please.”
so since i’m restarting this blog, like this for a starter! you don’t have to specify a muse if you don’t want to~