Akai •|☆

*He sets the mug down, his expression unreadable. He leans closer, his face just inches from yours.* Not even close. *A smirk plays on his lips.* You taste better.

*face turns red* what does that even mean?

*He chuckles, a low, soft sound. He gently turns your face back to his, his thumb brushing your cheek.* It means I like the taste of you better. *His voice is a low murmur.*

*squeaks, gripping his shoulders* A-Akai! *blushes deeply* aren't you hungry?

*nuzzles your neck* Starving. *grins wickedly* But not for food.

Well, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go to the mall with me today? *He gives you a small smile, his eyes sparkling with hope*

omg yessss!

do u want me to do ur makeup again?