
this could be the wrong thing, @lovesramblings ...
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“you're the reader out of the two of us,” he pointed out, giving his head a small shake. “the only book i've ever managed to get through without looking for an excuse to put it down is the little prince. i read it when i was ten.” his smile softened, eyes settling —
a laugh slipped out of him as he took the bait, hands finding their way beneath her ass to lift her clean off the ground. “you do get a bit of a stiffy for libraries,” he reasoned, his mouth curling as they came eye to eye. “maybe i ought to buy you one of those instead.”
“in my defence, i've absolutely no idea what i look like when i'm looking at you,” he mumbled, the corner of his mouth lifting. though, if he had to hazard a guess, it was probably a fairly embarrassing picture. hopelessly smitten.
“i promise i'm not anxious, and if i ever get to that point, i'll come and talk to you about it,” he assured her, meaning every word. love had already seen sides of him he'd never imagined being comfortable showing another person, and somehow she'd stuck around. not only that, —
he should've known better. very little got past love, a lesson he'd learned the hard way more than once. she had an irritating knack for getting beneath his defences, even when she wasn't trying to.
“sometimes, yeah. but i don't think that's necessarily a bad thing. doesn't —
“all i'm hearing is that the next time you're not actively trying to shove your tongue down my throat, i should be worried,” he joked, a smile tugging at his lips. there was something about that softer look in her eyes that always got him, warming his chest. his thumb brushed —
his hand settled firmly at her waist, drawing her closer as he returned the kiss with less restraint. a quiet laugh caught somewhere against her lips at the little whine, his other hand finding her cheek.
“see? that's much better,” he murmured, barely pulling away before —
“you're an absolute menace,” he murmured, though there was no bite or conviction behind it. he was more than happy to indulge her, dipping his chin to close the remaining distance and finally catch her lips in a kiss.
“terribly mistreated, actually. i'd argue i'm owed some compensation.” his smirk lingered as one hand slipped from her ass, travelling slowly up the centre of her back. “a kiss or two ought to do it, though. i'm not unreasonable.”
a surprised laugh escaped him, his eyebrows lifting. “a sass machine? that's a harsh assessment.” he looked almost offended, though the grin threatening to give him away wasn't helping his case. “not my fault i've been blessed with an exceptional dry sense of —
he grinned, catching her by the waist the second she was within reach. “starting to think you're deliberately rationing the affection. seems a bit cruel, considering how stupidly fond of you i am,” he teased, his hand slipping down to her ass as promised.

