Re: Dance Dance Time - Eros
"I'm the sexiest leprechaun you'll ever have the pleasure of kissing," he said with a small smirk.
At the mention of his suit jacket, Ben went to take it off, but he stopped when Zayn pulled him close. For the first time in a long time, he could feel himself blush. His smile grew. When hands were placed on his hips, his smile had no more room, so he started laughing. Ben had actually wanted to say something, make a comment about the journal conversation, but nothing came out except for that laugh. Whatever was going on with him, he liked it to a point. This was his point.
But that slight frustration was soon overshadowed by Ben's not so innocent hands. They roamed up his arms. One rested on Zayn's shoulder while the other went to the back of his neck. Ben moved his head to place his lips near the other man's cheek. "I'm surprised I haven't kissed you yet." Within the next second, Ben pressed his lips to Zayn's soft cheek. "Fixed.
"I called you because I wanted...shit...I wanted you," he added, moving his head to rest his cheek back on Zayn's.