[ He licks the syrup from his lip and loosens his grip on her wrist, settling back to cut himself a bite one handed and then, syrup. On him. Well that's not fair. He crackles a soft laugh and lets go, tipping his head to the side and drawing his tongue up in a long line to catch the entire drizzle of syrup that ended up on his skin.
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[ He licks the syrup from his lip and loosens his grip on her wrist, settling back to cut himself a bite one handed and then, syrup. On him. Well that's not fair. He crackles a soft laugh and lets go, tipping his head to the side and drawing his tongue up in a long line to catch the entire drizzle of syrup that ended up on his skin.
Maybe lingers a little longer than he should. ]