The soft moan urged him on, eyes allowing themselves to lid over and close; The surface of his tongue ran over all of the crevices, dips, grooves and curves that it could reach, the subtle taste of the previously eaten ice cream still lingering. However, there was that slight… Minty taste that accompanied it.
He could feel the heat of Fran’s face against his own, not even needing to reveal optics to know that the Frog was in fact blushing; Bel had managed to control his own colouration-
Is he saying the Prince’s name?
Variations of his name were leaving Fran’s lips, and it made the blonde go weak at the knees- The sound was so enticing, and he was pretty sure that the younger was doing this on purpose. Lips parted, breaking away from Fran’s as he caught his breath; Well aware that it was probably a tad too soon to move away, he couldn’t help it.
“F-Fran…” Extremities slipped from out of the teal strands, arms moving to tightly wrap around the illusionist’s frame, “The Prince had a good time.“ He hid his now burning face in the crook of Fran’s neck, grip on him strong.
Fran shivered at the feeling of Bel’s tongue against his, losing his sense of embarrassment in a matter of seconds. His petite body felt weak in his arms, but it wasn’t long until he was starting to run out of air.
Luckily, the prince moved away and broke their kiss suddenly, causing the illusionist’s head to tilt in his direction. Why did he pull away so soon? "S-senpai…?” Fran whispered as he panted hard for breath, trying to form the right words in his head.
Bel beat him to it. Strong arms were wrapped around his small frame, that warm breath blowing against his neck made him tremble slightly. Still breathless, he buried his face in the older male’s shoulder and nodded. “Mm… me too.”
(Source: lllussionist)
