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You loved decadently sweet treats. Especially ice-cream. It always puts you in a better mood and you were never one to deny yourself that indulgence. A soft hum fell from your lips as you took a spoonful of your favourite flavour, feeling the sweet touch of chocolate syrup melt on your tongue as you enjoyed your cold treat. It had been disgustingly hot today and it was your favoured way to cool off. You absentmindedly swirl the spoon in your mouth, a pleasant chill creeping down your spine when the cold touch of ice-cream froze your taste buds and made the base of your skull tingle. You eagerly take another spoonful of ice-cream but this time, you offer it to your partner sitting next to you.
"Try some" you encouraged with a smile.
Unlike you, Blade can’t really handle cloyingly sweet treats. You’re about the only sweet thing he can stomach. He peered down at you beneath his dark bangs, crimson eyes glowing beneath the dim light of your dining room. Your chair creaked as you rocked forward, patiently waiting for him to take you up on your offer. After a long moment of staring at the spoon, he decided to give in to your whims. His bandaged hand came to wrap around your wrist, keeping your hand steady as he leaned forward and took the spoonful. The ice-cream was sticky sweet on the back of his teeth and it already felt like they were going to rot from the fuzzy feeling coating his mouth. But he offered no complaint, the scarred tips of his fingers pressed against the sensitive pulse of your wrist as his nails lightly scratched against your smooth skin. Your pleasant smile was still plastered on your face as you took your spoon back, dipping it back into your ice-cream.
"Good?" you asked.
A soft noise stirred in the back of Blade’s throat. Satisfied with his answer you gladly ate another spoonful, humming merrily as you savoured your delicious treat. You didn’t notice Blade staring at the corner of your plump lips, chocolate syrup clinging to the soft pucker of your lips as you continued to scrape the bottom of your bowl and polish off the rest of your dessert. You were beginning to tell Blade about your day, finishing off the story you had started earlier. He wasn’t exactly sure what you were saying, eyes transfixed on your lips as he silently leaned forward. A startled noise rumbled in your chest as Blade sealed his lips over the corner of your mouth, lapping at the chocolate syrup smudged into your skin as his tongue left behind a wet trail. You went bashfully silent, long lashes fluttering wildly over your round, warm cheeks as Blade licked away any traces of syrup. You kept still until he pulled away with a soft pop, heat creeping down your neck as you awkwardly cleared your throat.
"You could have said something" you said, a twinge of embarrassment curling in the pit of your stomach.
"I preferred my way" Blade replied.
You weren’t sure if he was intentionally trying to flirt with you or not, but you decided to go along with it. You dipped your fingers into the bottom of your bowl and smeared the rest of the remaining syrup over the plush seam of your lips. You gave Blade a small pout when he stared at you, head cocked to the side in question.
"You missed a spot" you claimed as your lips puckered.
You missed the amused shimmer sparkling in the depths of his eyes as he swooped down to capture your lips again, tasting the shape of your mouth once more as you leaned into his touch. Yes, he still much preferred your sweet taste to any dessert.