Noah smirks at the sound of her fake protest, leaning into kiss the side of her neck in response. His mouth slides over the smooth skin there. His tongue darts out against her in answer, and his arm winds further around his waist as he holds her to his chest.
He smiles at the sight of that tiny grin on her face, and then he nods, tilting his head slightly to the side with the fond smirk on his face. Noah stares at the cake because it looks delicious. "I think I'd like to see the dinosaurs actually," he says, and then there's a pause as he purses his lips. "When I was a kid, I used to love those things."
He could name them all. It is not cool or rebellious or jackass-y at all but he was not any of those things when he was a tiny, sickly child, okay?
Then he'll lean over, take a bite, glance at her as his mouth slides over the fork cause he is a hobag now. He picks up the fork from her to take a piece of the cake on to it, holding it out to her now in turn. "How about you?"
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He smiles at the sight of that tiny grin on her face, and then he nods, tilting his head slightly to the side with the fond smirk on his face. Noah stares at the cake because it looks delicious. "I think I'd like to see the dinosaurs actually," he says, and then there's a pause as he purses his lips. "When I was a kid, I used to love those things."
He could name them all. It is not cool or rebellious or jackass-y at all but he was not any of those things when he was a tiny, sickly child, okay?
Then he'll lean over, take a bite, glance at her as his mouth slides over the fork cause he is a hobag now. He picks up the fork from her to take a piece of the cake on to it, holding it out to her now in turn. "How about you?"