“That,” she shook a finger at him, “is cheating. Make up your own compliments, and stop stealing mine.”
Victor stuck his tongue out at her. “Alright then, your mouth is the softest and most clever mouth I’ve ever seen, kissed or heard.”
She blushed, but gamely responded, “Now, now, there are rules about sticking your tongue out at me.”
“Rules? We have rules now?”
“This rule has always existed. There must be /some/ rules, or you would just walk all over me with that sexy accent.”
“I would never walk all over you with my apparently sexy accent,” he said as he purposefully lowered his voice and let his accent grow huskier. Then he stopped and looked at her with puppy eyes.
“Wouldn’t you, Victor darling?” she drawled, strengthening her own accent in return. “You wouldn’t order me about, wouldn’t say dirty things to me until I begged?” She made sad kitty eyes right back at him.
“Boyo?” He asked before he jokingly waved his hand at her.
She pounced on him, tickling again.
“Bloody hell Summer!” He cried indignantly.
“Yes, Victor darling?” There was her purr again.
Victor hummed contentedly.
She started to sweep her fingers over his face, tracing over the lines and dips, eyes halflidded. “I love your eyes … it’s such a perfect clarity of colour.”
Victor continued to hum, a lazy smile playing at his lips. “Thank you love. You have gorgeous eyes as well.”
“That,” she shook a finger at him, “is cheating. Make up your own compliments, and stop stealing mine.”
“Boyo?” He asked before he jokingly waved his hand at her.
She pounced on him, tickling again.
“Bloody hell Summer!” He cried indignantly.
“Yes, Victor darling?” There was her purr again.
Victor hummed contentedly.
She started to sweep her fingers over his face, tracing over the lines and dips, eyes halflidded. “I love your eyes … it’s such a perfect clarity of colour.”
“Serves you right,” she said smugly. “Coming over all ‘RP’ at me. Just because you have a voice like melted chocolate doesn’t mean you get to use it like that!”
“Who? Me? Smug? Never, although, I do appreciate the voice like melted chocolate bit darling.”
“You have such an ego.” She smacked him, laughing.
“Just a small one, but I do have to have every now and again somehow don’t I? I mean if I didn’t let my boyish charm show through a bit I’d be an absolute bore.”
“You could never be a bore, Victor darling,” she purred.
“Cos of my boyish charm love. But I’ll take your word for that darling.” He paused. “I do so love it when you purr love.”
“Is that so? Mmmmm. I’ll have to remember to do so more often.”
“Serves you right,” she said smugly. “Coming over all ‘RP’ at me. Just because you have a voice like melted chocolate doesn’t mean you get to use it like that!”
“Who? Me? Smug? Never, although, I do appreciate the voice like melted chocolate bit darling.”
“You have such an ego.” She smacked him, laughing.
“Just a small one, but I do have to have every now and again somehow don’t I? I mean if I didn’t let my boyish charm show through a bit I’d be an absolute bore.”
“You could never be a bore, Victor darling,” she purred.
