brando: wiping away their kiss

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he's in your room, lying on your bed, mindlessly scrolling through his phone to pass the time while you study at your desk. but after a while, he gets up and decides to bother you.

he walks behind you, leaning over to see what you're reading. "are you done yet?" he asks. "you've been studying for like two hours straight. aren't you gonna give me some attention?" he complains, wrapping his arms around you from behind as you sit.

"later." you say, trying to focus.

he furrows his brows and huffs before pressing a kiss to your cheek, making you smile. but you decide to mess with him and wipe away his kiss.

he looks at you, mock offended, then turns your chair around so you face him. he crouches down to your level and begins peppering your face with kisses, starting with your cheeks, then your nose, your forehead, and finally your lips. he kisses you gently for a few seconds before trailing his kisses down to your neck.

"now try wiping that away," he murmurs against your skin, his voice low and teasing.

you giggle, the sensation of his lips on your neck sending a pleasant shiver through you. "okay, okay, you win," you say, giving in to his playful affection.

he grins triumphantly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "that's what i thought," he teases, giving you one more quick kiss on the lips.

"now can i get back to studying?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.

he pouts dramatically but steps back, leaning against your desk. "fine, but you owe me for all this neglect." he says playfully.

"i'll make it up to you later." you promise, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before turning back to your work.

he stays by your side for a moment, watching you with a soft smile. "i can't wait." he murmurs, finally heading back to the bed.

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