Ideal

     The bronze gaze met the marching figure, his lips thin for only but a moment. He watched her hand reach out towards him, grabbing the boy’s collar and tugging it towards him. Naturally, there was a hint of resistance his eyes widening and a silent gasp slipping through his lips. However, Touko had ambition and continued to pull him in. 

     Their lips met, fierce and glossed. Her face radiated a heat, her lips holding a special warmth that pulsed through his as his heart began to beat against his chest like a drum. His body chanted at the sudden kiss, his eyes a hint wide and lips still parted as she broke away to speak.

     Without a further waste of time, his slender hand reached out. An exposed palm swiftly swept across her cheek, perhaps careless that his finger tangled themselves in the loose strands of brunette locks that hugged her slender face. He leaned in closer, her words shifting to their end. He stopped, politely waiting for her to finish the second ‘s’ syllable of ‘kisses’ before he leaned in once more.

     Lips met again, gentle yet hot. They puckered upon contact, a gentle smooch sound slipping as the shift was almost minuscule. His thumb ran across his cheek to meet the side of his hand, grazing the skin of the shorter girl. His breath was held, involuntarily, as they separated to meet once more with parted intentions. Tongue gently grazed with her’s, tastes of her being savored for as quick as it was. His tongue slid back into his mouth, lips parting a final time as both sets seemed to have glossed over more intensely after the happening.

Why was it always the hot guys that seemed to catch her doing weird things. “I am not a public groper. There’s no one around, or at least there wasn’t. And, a lot of girls grope their boobs for no reason. It’s cause we can, and cause they are there.” she was very defensive at this point, and still very much embarrassed. 

“I can give a good time.” she huffed, having been taken back by his second comment and once again overreacting to it. “I’m not all bad you know! You just caught me in a very embarrassing time so what do you want from me! But I can show you a good time!” she replied with annoyance in her voice, arms placed on her hips. It took a  moment for her to clue into what she had just said, but there was no going back now. And at least he was cute, an asshole maybe, but at least he was cute.

     A moment of silence passed between the two, before he broke and his lips curled into a small smile. From his throat, a laugh escaped that caused his shoulders to shake a bit. His eyes came to a squint, and a single dimple formed on his cheek as he then brought his hand up to cover his mouth.

“I mean, what’s the point? You’ve already seen me without ‘em…”

“They say all they need to say when they shine down on me. It’s their way of being affectionate.” 

“I’m getting married!” 

     I have to write a starter for a thread that I actually really want to do

“Oh, uh… hey, didn’t expect to see you here.” As blush visibly forms across her face, Flannery kicks her jeans away. “W-what’s up?”

She blinked at him for a moment, maybe two, before tearing her gaze away for the exposed skin. This was not the time for that! She also took a moment trying to decipher if he was being serious or not. At face value, it would absolutely seem that way with how straight faced and serious he sounded. She settled for glaring at him instead. 

“I really do not know what to make of you right now. Are you serious are you not? You’re most definitely a pervert though.” she told him honestly, all while holding a glare. Honestly she wasn’t even sure why she was still talking to him, normally she would have just high-tailed it out of there.

     “Cute, coming from the public groper.”

     His eyes were still set on her expressions, as if studying every little detail on the girl’s face. She wasn’t bad looking at all, rather, she was that kind of cute that you want to take home and wake up next to. Though, her personality soured that cute expression.

“Alright, time for stripping!” Flannery wait-

“Um, excuse me!” she smacked his hand away, just cause she was caught groping her chest didn’t mean she was just gonna put it out there for others. 

“Just cause you caught me being.. well let’s be honest, just cause you caught me groping my own boobs does not mean you can too pervert! It’s not that easy buddy!” she exclaimed, turning around with a huff and crossing her arms over her chest. 

     Her movements towards the slap of his wrist were more than enough to cause him to retract the pale hand, leaving it lifted in the air with a slight curl to his fingers. It then reached upwards, stretching the fabric of his shirt across his chest and lifting the bottom over so slightly to expose a slit of skin.

     “Why do you think I asked? I mean, it’s up to you whether or not you want to embrace another person’s touch and pleasure. I was just offering.”