"Oh, really? You do know we are in a giant pitch black dome right? Nice effort.”
Red closed his eyes briefly, tilting forward to lay a kiss on 3D when she was so close. He was an opportunist after all, and with her so close how could he not lay one on her? The younger man’s eyes brightened once he thought of another line. He smiled lopsidedly, fingers tracing invisible patterns on her thighs were he held her.
"I love your eyes." He stated bluntly, raising one hand as he kept her lifted with the other. He cupped her face, thumb tracing her cheekbones as he stared into a sea or purple and red. "…But I love mine more." Leaning forward, he rested his head on her shoulder and whispered in her ear.
"…Because without them, I wouldn’t be able to see yours."
◣ ☣ ◥ Blood rushes back into alabaster cheeks as she feels the ghostly patterns being traced across her thighs. She likes it. A lot. Human contact - or anything else similar, for that matter - was so foreign to her. It felt odd, it felt strange, but she liked it. As she felt his words breathed against her ear, a tremble ran through her. She’d never really felt like this before.
“ I … more. Just … talk to me more. I love your voice, I love your touch, I don’t think I’ve ever blushed this hard in my life. And it’s all because of you and your dumb pick-up lines. ”
She buries her face in his neck. The only noises heard from her now are quiet whines. She’s far too embarrassed to say anything at this point, she just wants to sit and listen. How strange – she’d never wanted to do that before. But now, she was willing.