@castitatli said: Lifts herself up ‘pon her tiptoes and, after gently cupping his face, presses soft lips to the scar on cormag’s cheek. / how sweet...
Curiosity writes itself on his face, dark eyes blinking as he watches her press onto her toes. Part of the rider wishes to ask, to know what it is that she is up to but he only remains silent, watching carefully. And he tenses briefly at her hand cupping his face for a moment. But it doesn’t last long, not when her lips meet the flesh of his cheek– specifically the darkened, raised cut embedded in his skin. A breath is sucked in, the vague hint of a blush dusting on his cheeks and Cormag lifts his own hand to gently cup Laei’s own upon his face.
“Careful now,” He mutters, turning his face slightly to press a kiss to her palm, “You’ll melt a guy’s heart like that.”