Well, the moan wasn’t expected- And neither was the kiss. But he fully expected that blush on his love’s face- That utterly adorable blush that, to his knowledge, only he had managed to get out of the illusionist.
The Prince carefully, slowly, wrapped his arms around Fran’s waist, holding him closer and putting more pressure onto the kiss.
Ah, everything was back to normal.
Tilting back gently, he continued to do so, bringing Fran down with him until the Prince was led on his back, Fran on top of him.
“The Prince missed Froggy.” Came the whisper against the other pair of soft lips, no smile present on the blonde’s face.
The tealette sighed softy as pressure was added to the kiss, thin arms moving to wrap themselves around Bel’s neck to pull him closer. During the time while the prince was out, Fran grew a little braver. Probably because he missed the guy too much? He had no clue.
“Nnmh–” The younger let out a small whine as Bel laid back before he pulled his lips away for a moment- far enough so he could speak, but still close so their lips were still brushing against each others’. “That’s why I’m telling you to take me along, you know…
As much as he refused to admit it, he didn’t want to be left all alone with no contact with him. It had been a painful two weeks.
(Source: lllussionist)
