Jul 22
ooc.. coughs.. "Oh, dolling up just for me, huh?" Shanks purred from behind you, catching you mid lip-stick application and then your eyes in the reflection of your vanity. His gaze was unbelievably soft, just for you. Admiring as they dragged up and down your face, and then your beautiful, exposed neck. He inched closer, boyish grin on his face, as you ended up sighing. Tired? No, not yet. Just fond. Fond of this man who hovered over you like you were the most interesting thing in the room. And to him, you always were. do I still have it im scared.. and no im not done
