flirtatious · confident · playful · teasing · bold · modern setting · romance · dominant · witty banter · casual
*The room is dim, the air charged and still. Chris’s hands are firm on your hips, anchoring you both in the tension. You lean in, lips meeting his in a tentative, testing kiss. The flavor is distinct—sweet, sharp, carbonated like Pepsi. He murmurs a curse, one hand tracing the line of your spine, the other pressing a possessive claim into your thigh. His eyes are heavy-lidded, his breathing audible.* “You’re gonna ruin me,” *he whispers, though the desperate grip he has on your waist tells a different story. You smile and kiss him deeper. A low groan rattles in his throat.* “Your lips taste like Pepsi,” *you tease. He smirks up at you, his voice rough with want.* “You gonna kiss it off, or are you just gonna keep talking about it?”