forum One-On-One (Closed)

Started October 24, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

tune

Kasey smiled up at him encouragingly. “If you don’t mind, I would love to. Maybe you could even play your guitar with it…?”

Barry's heart tattoo went pink.

"I don't mind that at all…" He swallowed a little. "Your wish is my command."

Kasey grinned and reached up to peck his lips. “Thank you. I can’t wait to hear it.”

"But let's eat first," he suggested, gesturing towards the kitchen table. "You've made us a delicious breakfast, we shouldn't let it go to waste."

“But of course. And we wouldn’t want r to get cold, right?” Kasey agreed with a chuckle as she finally pulled away. “And we have to eat all of this chocolate, too.”

“But of course.” Grinning like an absolute dork, Barry seated himself, patting his lap as a silent invitation for Kasey to sit.

Kasey smiled a little and carefully placed herself on her boyfriend’s lap, leaning back against him. “Don’t tell me you’re going to feed me, too,” she joked with a chuckle.

"I mean, I could if you wanted me too." Laughing quietly, he wrapped his arms around her waist and clasped his hands at her navel.

“I think my own hands do a pretty good job at feeding me,” Kasey said, turning slightly to kiss his cheek.

He chuckled softly, brushing her plate closer. “Eat then, love.”

Kasey rolled her eyes and swatted at his hand playfully. “I’m getting there! Someone is just being distracting,” she teased as she grabbed her fork and lifted a bite to her mouth.

“And I could be a whole lot more distracting if you wanted me to.”

Barry raised an eyebrow, reaching around her to slide his own plate closer.

Kasey gasped slightly in shock, and since she was in the middle of chewing, she choked and coughed on her bite of food.

“Barry!” she finally managed to make out.

Unsuccessfully stifling his laughter, Barry pressed his mouth against the back of her neck. "You know you love me."

Kasey groaned softly in annoyance, knowing he was just trying to fluster her. “You’re no fair,” she mumbled, slumping down and away from his lips.

"Why aren't you eating, love?" he teased, slipping his arms around her waist. "Is something distracting you?" Slowly, he nosed the prominent mark he'd sucked into her skin. "This, perhaps?"

Kasey gasped at the touch, it reminding her of the previous night. She bit her lip as her cheeks exploded in color.

“I hate you…” she muttered somewhat shakily. Gosh, why did he have to tease her so much?

Barry chuckled, growing progressively more amused by each response she gave. "Do you? That's not exactly what you were saying last night…. but if you say so."

Kasey huffed quietly and turned to face him, her cheeks still bright red and her eyes narrowed slightly. “I thought you wanted me to eat? How am I supposed to do that if you’re teasing me so much?”

"I didn't think I was that distracting," he quipped, eyes glittering with mischief. "Am I distracting you, Kasey?"

“Yes. You are. And you know it,” Kasey breathed. “And for some reason, you find it amusing…”

"Because you're adorable when you're flustered. And it's nice to see you worked up like this knowing that I'm the cause." Barry grinned a shameless grin.

Kasey groaned again and turned back around, burying her face in her hands. “Oh, shuddup…”

"Sorry, sorry," he chuckled, giving her a little nudge. "I'll let you eat now."

(What? No “make me”? Lol.)

“You’re impossible,” Kasey muttered as she brought another forkful of ridiculously chocolatey pancakes to her mouth.

(shite sorry. I don't know where my mind is right now)

"But you love me for it," Barry insisted, resting his chin on her shoulder.

(Lol. Dw about it.)

Kasey hummed before swallowing her mouthful. “Sure… You keep telling yourself that, babe,” she joked, taking another bite.

"Ouch…." Faking a grimace, Barry raised his eyebrows. "Does that mean you don't want me to kiss you from now on? Because that's your loss."

Kasey huffed and reached back to poke him in the side. “Oh, shush, you. You’re so mean…”

“You just said that you didn’t love me!” he protested in false indignation.