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“Hm–”

What a sharp eye, although he would suspect it to be little more than a logical guess. He would stop short of the woman, his lavender eyes steady, impenetrable to any look he was cast.

Wavy hair would flow swiftly as he gave an idle gesture back with his head.

“Indeed. Care to follow me?”

To say that Genevieve hesitated was a bit of an understatement. She knew, deep down, that whatever her father had planned for her was not going to end in her favor, but what choice did she have? Only his closest agents had the strongest Stands, and Ice--... Well, even though she had no clue what his Stand did, she knew it wasn’t an ability she could beat.  She had no choice.  “I suppose.” She murmured, slowly stepping over to him. 

Just like that, he got more than a mere kiss on the lips, the edges of his mouth curling in victory. Pleased giggles hummed within the male’s throat, gladly matching the affection placed between their interlocked lips for as long as the blonde wanted or at least until a coy hand sneaked itself down to cope a feel around one buttock.

★ “ More? ” The brunet parroted as if in surprise, quirking a thick brow in response to those charming eyes of Genevieve’s. “ Well, I’ll be sure to crash your funeral when you kick the bucket~ ”

★ “ Hm, I think I know the exact cure to stop your untimely death. ” Joseph chortled, already closing the distance between them to plant a kiss on the woman’s cheek.