“I guess…” Eyes were trained on Fran now, narrowing when he stood and approached him. The blonde stood his ground, face still rather heated from earlier, although it was hard not to.
“This is playing dirty… Have you been playing with the shark again?” He growled, hands yet again holding the sides of his chair; He had made a promise that he wouldn’t kiss Fran until he was told to do so, or until the end of the date, which was proving to be hard due to the blatant teasing on Fran’s part.
“But it looks like Fran’s the one who can’t do without kissing the Prince…”
Smirk. Tease him, will he? That’s not such a good idea, considering Fran had the upper hand for today.
“I can do just fine, Bel-senpai.” Without any warning, the teal-haired boy moved closer as a small tongue licked the corner of the prince’s mouth; cleaning off that small drop of sauce on Bel’s face.
After a few seconds, he leaned back and sighed, pointing at the corner of his own lips. “There was something on your face. You could eat a little more neatly, you know."
(Source: lllussionist)
