lcncer Aranea slipped her arms around Prompto's middle...
He was so cute, she adored him too much. Another soft, brief kiss as she nuzzled her nose to his, “Always do. Sorry I was gone so long - work called. Had to drag ass on it until they sent me back out again.” she kissed his nose.
he could not remember the time and place that he fell for her -- the first meeting ? no, too much violence, laced with a thick dissonance that bended him into unruly disposition. but she had inspired a measure of interest then, ‘ -- pretty boy ’ her nickname for his best friend struck a chord of jealous ( for her or for him, he’ll never truly understand ). thinking on it longer than necessary wasn’t something in particularly he wanted to focus on, the feel of her pushed against him and the gentle persuasion of her lips pressing affection had been of primary importance.
❛ i get it, you’re busy, ❜ impudent, he chases her mouth, brushing against the side of painted lips. ❛ — just being away from you is kinda tough, especially lately, you know ? still it’s kinda badass that you do all that you... do... words, not my strong suit. ❜