( my... my.... my. it repeats back and forth like the beginnings of a song in floyd's head, desire lapping at the edge of each wave of emotion the instant soft lips press against his.

ah.

he's quick to react ( impulsive, one might say—always impulsive, ) to the sensation of it, one clawed hand cupping the rosy warmth of jade's cheek while the other entwines tight into his hair and forces him into the right angle for another kiss, albeit a lot more bruising and breathless this time.

he lets go when he's done, licking his lips before a lazy, satisfied smile crosses his face. )

Ahah. ♡ My bad, Jade... another thing totally slipped my mind. ( it didn't ) I've been getting waaay more worked up than usual lately so you'd better be careful, eheh...

Now I'm so in the mood to do it and it's all your fault. Being a Sanguis sure is rough, huh.