Bel waited patiently until Fran was face him, before dipping his head and pressing a gentle kiss to the tealette’s lips.
“The Prince loves Fran.” He mumbled, damp fingers burrowing into teal locks as his forehead pressed against Fran’s own; He kept his eyes closed, mostly for Fran’s privacy, fingers combing through now wet locks as he slicked his love’s hair back out of his face.
“Fran is so cute.”
An eyebrow raised and lips pursed as Fran tried to figure out the look on Bel’s face. Was he closing his eyes…? It awfully seemed like it, since the prince didn’t react to the small hand motion the illusionist made just now. Meaning, rather than staring right down at the frog’s body, Bel respected his privacy and avoided it.
A small smile graced Fran’s lips as he nuzzled the senpai’s face with his own, inching in a little closer. Bel was so sweet, caring about him in his own twisted way, it’s like Fran was falling for him again. He slowly lifted his hands and settled them on the blonde’s shoulders before shyly kissing the him just by the corner of his lips.
(Source: lllussionist)
