[ As the kiss is broken, Lilia's left panting, a mix of a few drops of blood and saliva dripping down from his bottom lip, from how intense of a kiss they'd dragged each other into. He can't hold back a grin as he looks down at Cater, eyes half-lidded in focus.
It's not a laugh that bubbles up at the statement, but a happy, distracted hum. His eyes dart across each inch of Cater's face, as if trying to memorize the breathless, flushed mess he'd become under him.]
I want you more than words can describe.
[ It wasn't a competition, and yet... Lilia's words were definitely competitive, playful. His hand fumbles with Cater's waistband, tugging at it, trying to tell him silently to help get those last pieces of clothing off them. ]
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It's not a laugh that bubbles up at the statement, but a happy, distracted hum. His eyes dart across each inch of Cater's face, as if trying to memorize the breathless, flushed mess he'd become under him.]
I want you more than words can describe.
[ It wasn't a competition, and yet... Lilia's words were definitely competitive, playful. His hand fumbles with Cater's waistband, tugging at it, trying to tell him silently to help get those last pieces of clothing off them. ]