[ The voracity behind the kiss was something he had been anticipating, likely even hoping for. Gloved fingertips ascend towards the woman's face, eventually deciding to bury themselves deeply within the confines of those glorious golden tresses. The slightest tug on those locks in an attempt to angle her face upward, making it more accessible to slide his tongue into her mouth without an ounce of hesitation.]
Promise me you won't start pouting once I break you?
[ An arrogant remark in between the sloppy exchange; mouths interlocked seemingly unable to draw themselves away from one another. His hips gravitated inward, colliding with the intoners. He wasn't prepared to back down, especially once let off his leash. ]
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Promise me you won't start pouting once I break you?
[ An arrogant remark in between the sloppy exchange; mouths interlocked seemingly unable to draw themselves away from one another. His hips gravitated inward, colliding with the intoners. He wasn't prepared to back down, especially once let off his leash. ]