I ran my fingers through his hair. He gently grabbed my cheek and then our lips became intertwined. I thought about everything in that moment. Everything that happened between us. The flirting, the fighting, and the teasing. It all hit me like a wave. I zoned back into reality. Here I was, here we were. He towered over me leaning into our kiss as it deepened. His hand on my waist, pulling me closer, and the other on my neck, guiding my head. The kiss was so effortless, just like what it felt like to be with him, effortless.
- Iona
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Mustache Mondays
RomanceOne shots about an undisclosed boy with a mustache, they range from short one shots to possibly multiple parters. Uses (Y/N) *Requests Open* Our dearest apologies, Iona and Jian.
