@the-handsome-monkey-kingâ asked:Â Just happily scoops Yakumo up in his arms and spins around with her, planting soft kisses to her cheek and neck before one final, loving kiss to her lips, his arms now holding her nice and tight against him. Parting from the kiss, he smiled. "Have I told you that you make me the luckiest monkey on the planet?"
Laughter resounded as her form leaps up into the safety of his arms. Perhaps it had only been a day since they parted, the need for the Monkey King straying him from the path they walked together. Fleeting was his time away, but Yakumo had remained in the town, concern over the man until his return. A rejoicing moment for them, brown hair whirling around with the motions as her own face attempts to land kisses upon his skin.
Yet she found herself wholly outmatched by her love, he finding the sweetest spots to plant adoring kisses before a tender moment, lingering, as if it had been ages since his warm skin graced her own. Even as he pulled away, she chased after, almost insolent in the way she almost demanded another taste of Wukong upon her. Instead, Yakumo found herself sated by pressing her forehead to his, bumping the crown lightly.
âYou have,â the woman offered out sweetly, taking her chance to kiss the tip of his nose. âBut I think I like to hear it over and over again.â She could not hold back the giggle before the mirth melted into just a warm, serene expression upon him. âIâve missed you, Wukong.â A soft breath as she brushed her cheek along his in affectionate nuzzles. âNext time,â She began, closing lids over blue eyes. âNo matter how dangerous, please take me with you?â
