I Just Want A Cute Romance RP That Won't Die In A Week IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR??

"Dont…." groaned Skye. "To be quite frank being a prince is a f** pain in the ***"

(You can curse around me, I don't mind. I swear a lot)
"Come on, it can't be that bad. Being a duchess wasn't awful." That's a lie it was horrible.

(My mom would kill me and there was no substitute)
"Liar" said Skye, refusing to belive her.

"Yeah you're right it was horrible."

Skye laughed. "Another thing we have in common."

"We just keep finding those, don't we?"

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, not a bad thing. Not at all." Aside from the fact that I'm scared if you truly know me you'll just use it against me.

Skye sensed some uncertainty in her voice, but didn't press instead pulling her closer.

She chuckled softly, pushing her thoughts aside to focus on him.

Skye suddenly kissed her again, pulling her close against him as he did so.

(Pokey)

(Sorry, I'm alive!)
She smiled against his lips, letting her fingers lightly trace her jaw before lacing together around his neck.

Skye grinned, pressing in, his hands on her back and shoulders.

(No worries!! I'm the one who got up waaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too early…)

(Nah I was up when you posted it, I was just getting ready for school)
His grip was strong, comforting almost. It was something she could recognize and depend on, which helped her relax.

(Eh, I've been up for two hours now….)
Skye sighed, pulling away to look up into her eyes, "You're still the most beautiful girl I've ever met…."

"And I'm telling you, you need to check your vision because I know for a fact there are prettier girls than me."

"No… there aren't…." said Skye,

"You sure about that?"

"Positive" said Skye firmly.

"If you insist, love."

Skye grinned, leaning up to kiss her once more.

His lips were warm and soft and it felt wonderful against her own slightly chapped ones.

Skye hugged her closer to him, deepening the kiss.

She could feel her blood be replaced by electricity, sending her heart rate through the roof.

Skye rolled pulling her underneath him so he could pull her closer.

She couldn't help but melt in his arms. She couldn't help it, it was a weakness.

Skye pulled away again, breathing a bit heavily, staring into her eyes.

She traced his lips lightly with her finger, a gentle smile on her own.