He polishes off the rest of his bread. (So much for savoring.) Juggling the half-eaten apple into his free hand, he makes short work of that as well, setting the core aside.
"So...let's see..." Both arms wound about Cullen's shoulders now, he presses closer. "I could keep it siimple, I suppose. Point out how you're much more handsome than a block of cheese and like my prattling far better. But you'd just say -- " He puts on his best Cullen impression. "'Low bar to clear, Theirin.' So perhaps not."
His fingers delve beneath the collar of Cullen's robe.
Innocently, "On the complete opposite end, I could steal your jam and set to work licking it off quite a few other places besides your nose."
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He polishes off the rest of his bread. (So much for savoring.) Juggling the half-eaten apple into his free hand, he makes short work of that as well, setting the core aside.
"So...let's see..." Both arms wound about Cullen's shoulders now, he presses closer. "I could keep it siimple, I suppose. Point out how you're much more handsome than a block of cheese and like my prattling far better. But you'd just say -- " He puts on his best Cullen impression. "'Low bar to clear, Theirin.' So perhaps not."
His fingers delve beneath the collar of Cullen's robe.
Innocently, "On the complete opposite end, I could steal your jam and set to work licking it off quite a few other places besides your nose."