He held onto you. He was warm, and you didn't want to admit it, but you never wanted him to let go. He leaned against a wall and pulled you onto his lap, your face flushing red. You grasp his shoulders and avoided eye contact.
Airy: "You really wanna be a tease, hm?"
He questioned, mostly rhetorical, not expecting an answer.
You refused to look directly at him, as you were still facing him with a leg on each side. He didn't seem to care for you being the little flustered one. He took your chin and forced you to look at him, looking deep into your eyes.
You let out a small, quiet exhale of a gasp when he did so. He smirked, grabbing ahold of your waist, long with taking your cheek instead, pulling you in for another one.
Y/N: "I-I-..Y-"
He out his thumb over your lips, his smirk fading to a calm expression. He pulled you a bit closer, the (two) of you almost touching chests.
Airy: "Just take it slow.."
He leans in further, bringing his lips to yours, he pressed down firmly and opens each up, you can feel his warm tongue insert itself inside, exploring your mouth. You blush immensely, sweating and almost melting into his grasp.
You two let go, your mouth still hangs open slightly, a mix of yours and his saliva dips off your tongue. His mouth closes, he feels the inside of his mouth with his tongue, savoring your taste as it fades away.
He doesn't bother to look back at you. You wipe the drool from your mouth and you can't get his taste out of your mouth..not that you wanted to though.
He slowly lifted you up, carrying you bridal style, holding you close to him as he approached the bed you two shared with one another.
He sat down on the bed, laying you down, and holding your back to his chest, one hand around your waist and one holding onto your chest, a leg of his intertwining with yours. You could feel his breath on your neck, and you held onto one of his hands, the one grasping your waist.
You relaxed, your body slowing down. He tilts his head to your shoulder and neck area, and starts to bite down softly, suckling slightly to make a mark, as you tense up a bit, gripping his hand and biting your lip, when he unclamps, there sure is a mark, not that you can see it. But it's definitely there.
Airy continued to do that a few more times, little bite marks littered your neck and inner shoulders. He rested his head in between your head and shoulder and fell asleep cuddling into you, reminiscing your taste.
You smile softly, and drift off to sleep also.
