[ He tilts his head slightly to the side, watching him and wondering what are you thinking? when he seems to regard him so gently and so fondly. It softens Allen's expression, watching the the quiet depth to which he considers him, and he turns his head to catch his thumb with a gentle nibble when he traces his lip with it. Sweet and reverent as a prayer, his hand coming up to ensnare his wrist lightly as he sucks lightly on the digit before releasing him with a soft lick.
He presses a kiss to the inside of his wrist, and then Allen leans down. Smiling so very softly as he reaches to touch the side of Shouto's face, and nuzzling his nose delicately in smitten affection. A million kinds of smiles he might have, so many of them loving, soft and sweet, but this is the kind of one that only Shouto sees. One of gentle, absolute adoration. ]
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He presses a kiss to the inside of his wrist, and then Allen leans down. Smiling so very softly as he reaches to touch the side of Shouto's face, and nuzzling his nose delicately in smitten affection. A million kinds of smiles he might have, so many of them loving, soft and sweet, but this is the kind of one that only Shouto sees. One of gentle, absolute adoration. ]
I always want to kiss you.