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Kris had to stand on their tippy toes in order to plant a smooch on the tip of Susie's chin. She knew it was coming—they asked from across the room, and once she silently came over without rejection…there it was. They seemed a bit lazier than usual…confident, but she was certain that a shove could knock them over for a good minute. She knew this contrasted whatever expression she displayed, because Kris was looking up at her with a smirk of some sort. Not a mischievous one, but one with a certain softness that suggested this satisfaction, this admiration.
They gently pulled her down by the collar of her jacket, planting only about three more smaller kisses before she started to uncharacteristically squeak. “Whats the matter?”
“N-Nothing! Nothing at all.”
This was exactly what Kris wanted to get out of her. It was nice…so very nice. It was a shame that they had to put away the soul whenever they wanted to indulge for at least a moment, but it was worth it every time. Her bashfulness was the world to them. “You’re really pretty…did you know that?”
Susie's cadence was unusually high. “Pretty???”
“I like…your curls. Your freckles…your voice…your humor…everything about you is so pretty…” they leaned into her, the weight almost tipping over them both. From Susie's perspective, it seemed like they were about to pass out from love itself, which wasn’t ideal. So before they knew it, she scooped them up and placed them on the couch in the back of the living room.
“I could’ve walked.”
“Didn’t really seem like you could for a second.” she got on her knees and rested her head on the cushion, right in front of them. This gave Kris another opportunity to kiss Susie right on top of her snout. She squeezed her eyes shut and pushed through. “I think if you give me another one, you might faint.”
“I’ll live…”
“I didn’t say you’d die, just that your body would give up on you. Like…maybe you rely on kisses for energy…and you keep giving them away.”
“Ok, then give them back.”
For someone so visibly exhausted, they sure did remain quick-witted. Susie didn’t know how to handle it—she had to look away. Give them back? Give them?? Kris??? A kiss???? Her scales were as warm as coals. She peeped back at their dark skin, which hid any signs of blushing right back at her (they were still smiling at her, though). She would have to hold their face to feel anything.
So she did just that—cupping their cheek and feeling the shaven hairs at the edge of her palm. They were just as warm as her, if not feverish. “Uh, are you sure you’re alright?”
“Oh, I’m sure.” Kris kissed her right on her snout, surprising her again. “You’re cute…”
That's another new one…Susie looked downwards, letting her scurf burn deeper. “I thought I was giving the kisses here…”
“Don’t worry about it.” with her forehead revealed to them, they pushed past her tight curls and kissed her temples over and over. How much longer would they keep getting opportunities like this? Their entire world was crumbling. It was only a matter of time until Susie figured out everything about them, and they would never see her being so sweet ever again.
“Can you pick me back up?” they whispered, after they filled her with bliss. “I need to use the bathroom.”
She complied, though she could’ve sworn they used it only a few minutes ago. She held them to the other side of the house regardless, and before she could put them down…they sneaked in one last kiss on the side of her neck!
Kris reached the floor, their long skirt following behind them with a sort of finality Susie couldn’t explain. It was silly, but she stood outside the bathroom door, waiting for them. She already missed their touch.
Once they came out, they stood with an almost rigid posture, as if they weren’t tired minutes ago.
“So…uh…” Susie scratched the back of her neck. “What do you want to do now?”
A noticeable delay. Well, Kris spoke like this all the time, but they weren’t just a moment ago. “Let's go to the diner. The bill’s on me.”
“Sure, sounds good!”
They already missed her, in a way.