Romance? Siblings? I dunno... [CLOSED but stalkers get iced sugar cookies shaped like Christmas trees and snowmen]

His tongue poked at her lips. He let his free hand rest on her lower back.

She let his tongue in her mouth, her breathing becoming slightly heavier

He let his tongue explore a little, then dance with hers.

She moaned softly, immediately blushing afterwards. She kissed him, her tongue dancing with his.

He withdrew his tongue for a moment so that he could talk. "You're adorable when you blush, m'lady," he said with a smirk.

She bit her lip softly, her blush increasing, "Shut up…" she mumbled, biting his bottom lip enticingly.

"I will not. See, you're blushing harder. Which can only mean that you're becoming more adorable, m'lady," he pointed out.

"I don't think you could become any more handsome" she replied shifting on his lap so she was straddling him

"And I shall try not to. Nothing can outweigh your beauty."

"Uh huh, sure…" she mumbled onto his lips before kissing him again.

He smiled against her lips. His hand stroking her hair came to a stop at the base of her head to pull her deeper and keep her close.

"So…" she mumbled against her lips, bringing her body closer to his.

“So what?” he replied, gazing into her eyes.

"Is it too late to go and get that coffee, or do you just want to see where this goes?" she asked, her eyes catching his.

“It’s up to you, m’lady,” he replied, his eyes sparkling with his joy.

"God I hate decisions" she replied, rolling her eyes playfully.

“You must choose. Time is of the essence, m’lady,” he teased.

She hummed softly before kissing him again, falling back onto the couch. "I can't decide." she hummed.

“Mmm, you must,” he insisted before kissing her deeply.

She slipped a small, involuntary moan as her back pressed against the couch and his hips pressed into hers.

He pushed her deeper into the cushions. “Have you made your decision, m’lady?” he asked with a smirk.

"I have a question for you," she replied, moaning lightly again.

“Ask me anything, m’lady,” he muttered, moving her hair out of her face.

"Promise me this isn't just a fling" she muttered, looking into his eyes

"Never, m'lady. I wouldn't do that to you," he said, looking at her earnestly.

"Then shall we continue?" she asked, kissing his lips teasingly.
(Wanna time skip soon?)

"Whatever you like, m'lady," he smirked, cupping the back of her head to draw her in passionately.
(To the morning?)

(Sure! would they have been frisky or just fallen asleep?)

(Let's just go with fell asleep. Cool?)

(That sounds good to me :) should they grab coffee in the morning.)