imagine kissing your f/o’s face. you start at the base of their scalp, then take your sweet time trailing down their face, littering it with tender kisses. you get to their cheek and the corner of their lips, but don’t kiss them on the lips just yet. you can’t help but chuckle when you see their pouty expression in the corner of your eyes as you make your way back up their face. they soon turn desperate as you make it all the way back down to their chin and jaw, yet you still won’t give them the satisfaction of kissing you. just as they look like they’re about to give in and do it themselves, you go in for the kiss. their entire face softens and they melt into the kiss, pressing their chest to yours and clinging to you like only someone truly drunk off your love could.