I arch my back in his grip at the sensation of his incredibly soft lips moving against mine as he begins to move them. He groans as I pull at his hair, drawing me in closer. I pull away from his lips and lean my forehead against his, biting on his lip as I do so. We both took deep breaths as we locked eyes with one another.
We were both holding each other's faces, so he stroked my cheek and I stroked his. He leaned in again and gave me a slow, gentle kiss before he started to back away. I can see more of his brown eyes now that I'm this close to him. His brown ball is encircled by a gold band, and inside the brown sphere is a flash of green. But they were still lovely.
I mumble, "Are we still getting ice cream?"
Robert chuckles loudly and rests his forehead against mine while keeping his eyes closed. I laugh as I observe him. He grabs my hand, but this time he intertwines them, driving me halfway insane. "Come on, sweetheart." Go grab you that ice cream, I say.
