{ & iamthefirechild }
“You’re so warm,” she murmured drowsily. She turned her head to kiss his cheek and giggled a little. “You’re worse than the cat. What is it with you and cuddling, anyway? Are you making up for back then?” She clasped her hands over his at her waist, running light fingertips up and down his arm.
“ You’re warm tooooo, ” he whispered as he pulled her closer, nuzzling further into her neck. The kiss make him hum with content; his fingers on her waist making their way under the hem of her shirt, just rubbing them over her skin in an affectionate way. “ I just like affectionnnn. ” Her fingers on his arms made Isaac shiver and laugh lightly, like they tickled in the smallest way.
She loved his laugh, and kept brushing his arms to make him keep laughing. “Mmmmmm.” She kissed his hair, then, and anything else she could reach. “Precious Isaac.”