After a minute of making out, the purple man pulled his tongue away and the queen playfully bit onto his lower lip. She slowly pulled her face away, tugging on his lip before letting go.
"So this is how you wanna play it, huh? Well if that's what you wanted," Lars grabbed her small wrists with one hand and pinned them against the wall, "Then you should've just asked." A wicked smirk appeared across his face, revealing his teeth. The purple man wrapped his free hand around the seelie queen's neck as he kissed her deeply, inserting his tongue into her mouth again. After a few seconds of sliding his tongue across hers, Lars pulled his lips away from Cynith's face.
"Cynith, dear," he began, "Stick that pretty tongue out for me."
