[Is he blushing? Gods above, he is. Mikael Graccio is blushing for him. A small prickle of pride nibbles at his skin and lips, pulling the corners into a smug smile. Preening himself mentally even as he keeps his hands over Mikael's, massaging the wrist. Trying to relax him, ease him into it all.
The kiss earns a soft noise despite it's inexperience. Even sloppy, fierceness is attractive. Baroona shifts his position, bracing himself further against the tree, spreading his legs slightly in support. An idle reaction, he hardly considers what it could imply. Hardly considers anything in this moment, lips locked with Mikael's with their tongues dancing a beginner's waltz.
It's all so endearing. Smiling into the newest kiss, Baroona giggles.] You're cute.
[Whispered on the end of his laughter, claiming Mikael's lips before he has chance to protest.]
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The kiss earns a soft noise despite it's inexperience. Even sloppy, fierceness is attractive. Baroona shifts his position, bracing himself further against the tree, spreading his legs slightly in support. An idle reaction, he hardly considers what it could imply. Hardly considers anything in this moment, lips locked with Mikael's with their tongues dancing a beginner's waltz.
It's all so endearing. Smiling into the newest kiss, Baroona giggles.] You're cute.
[Whispered on the end of his laughter, claiming Mikael's lips before he has chance to protest.]