—”I…” Amber oculars followed the movement of his hand before widening—when had she put that there? Once her eyes drifted back down she took note of his smirk, he always loved to tease her. “Well…yes..” This would be the first time she would kiss him when she wasn’t obligated to. Swallowing hard she bit down into her bottom lip almost looking to him to make the first move. “Since when have you been on for tradition?”
斑—- • He knew that his request was quite
direct but he was just using the mistletoe
as an excuse to try and take this marriage
of theirs a little further.
At her question, he shrugged.
“Our marriage itself was pretty much the
product of tradition. So why not this?”
Madara asked before taking a hold of her chin
in his hand, tilting it upwards and leaning down
to press their lips together.