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Lingering Glance

Added 2025-06-24 14:51:17 +0000 UTC

Your lips are still slightly curved, but there's more softness in the smirk than mischief. "Perfect," you say, mouth moving against hers. "My nerves have never been calmer."

Alessa looks up. "I do not believe you have nerves to begin with."

"Rubbish," you protest, dropping a kiss on the tip of her nose. "What else would you call these butterflies in my stomach whenever you're near?"

Alessa huffs a laugh, trying and failing to swallow it. "Do not be ridiculous."

"It's true." You kiss the arch of her cheek next. "They're relentless, I'll have you know. Wings flapping up a storm, making me weak in the knees."

"Now your knees are also affected? Perhaps being near me is not beneficial for you," Alessa says, but despite the words, she's leaning her head to the side for your wandering lips.

You're kissing her neck, each slow, deliberate press of lips tasting the salt in her skin. "Don't say that," you murmur. A kiss to the juncture of her jaw, then another behind her ear. "Never say that."

Alessa's breath trembles against your cheek. Her hands come up, holding onto your shoulders. "${Name}," she says, leaning away to look you in the eyes. Her face is flushed red, and her lips are parted, but she gazes at you unguarded, walls tumbled down. "Tell me. What has affected y—"

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I adore their dynamic. 🥺 I'm not one to usually 'ship' characters, but I'm rooting so hard for Romanus and their ROs.