Iris laughs, pressing a quick peck against his lips. She pulls back, resting her forehead against his, their noses bumping. "You're bad. Though, I suppose I can't complain, because every part of you is perfect to me too," she muses, blushing at the candidness of this conversation.
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Date: 2014-08-18 11:47 pm (UTC)