Lucy shifted a little, enough to look at him as he nommed up that marshmallow, grinning at how pleased he was with the treat. "Hrmm. Well, I could put that question to you too since you're be spending your time with me. Would you get sick of it?" she already knew her answer. With him, she'd never get sick of anything. Especially with their habit of making things interesting each time.
She chuckles afterwards, "How can you be a messy eater still with just a marshmallow?" She licked her thumb and leaned over to wipe a bit of non-existent marshmallow off of his chin - then changed her mind, and teasingly brushed her tongue over a corner of his mouth, following it up with a little peck on his cheek. "Maybe I should have gotten napkins."
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Date: 2018-01-01 07:30 pm (UTC)From:She chuckles afterwards, "How can you be a messy eater still with just a marshmallow?" She licked her thumb and leaned over to wipe a bit of non-existent marshmallow off of his chin - then changed her mind, and teasingly brushed her tongue over a corner of his mouth, following it up with a little peck on his cheek. "Maybe I should have gotten napkins."
She's such a faker.