𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝙄𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜…

Then what would you call it ? I just want to show how much I care for you. (Slowly leaning in, he’d pull her close as lips would soon meet her own. Locking in a soft, sensual little kiss. She was burning so intensely… he merely wished to guide that flame of passion.)

How adorable. And I thought I was the only one with morning troubles…

Ah they look so beautiful… Perhaps she should just go without a top today, he certainly won’t complain…

Not sure, but I think it’s adorable !

Of course dear. Although, would you mind if I took a closer look ?

𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚. 𝙔𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙭𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙.

Swatting it out of her mouth. No.

You’re far too young for that.