“Mh—!”
A shudder ran down his spine at the lick, as well as a quiet, involuntary noise escaping him.
“You’re an ass…” he mumbled playfully as he craned his neck a bit to the side to allow better access.
What can he say? It felt nice.
𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙫 ✦ Дмитрий Волков
The white-haired devil kept being a bother for a little longer, leaving a long lick across his neck.
❝And you should know that I lie, Dim! Notice how I also didn't say where will I be kissing you...❞
And then, he began kissing the sides of his neck, trying to see if he was in the mood for "more".
// 𝗞𝗮𝘁𝘃𝘆𝗮 //
“I can handle— augh!!”
Dimitri instinctively began to squirm at the tickling, a fit of laughter bubbling out of him.
“C—come on, now! Not fair! You said— haha— kisses, not tickles!!”
𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙫 ✦ Дмитрий Волков
❝Is that so? Well, then be warned: I might kiss you to death, partner!❞
The assassin then hugged the man to stop him from trying to escape, and then began showering the back of his neck with kisses, all while trying to tickle him on the sides of his belly.
// 𝗞𝗮𝘁𝘃𝘆𝗮 //
“Heh—. Oh, trust me, I know what I’m signing up for here.”
𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙫 ✦ Дмитрий Волков
❝Careful, Dim: don't buy a ticket if you ain't gonna ride~❞
