"Hey... Karl..." she murmured weakly under his lips.
He'd been kissing her for ten minutes straight like a man starved, his lips pulling her lower one wider so he could push deeper into her mouth with his tongue. His hands pinned hers down on either side, fingers intertwined, his chest pressing against hers so tightly she could feel his wild heartbeat even through that thick sweatshirt.
Upon hearing her weak plea, his eyelids slowly lifted and the relentless assault on her lips stopped.
"What?" he whispered softly, calm eyes fixed on her lips, now all moist and red.
"What are you…" she panted, "what are you doing?"
"I think I know what I want from you for that favor now, birdie," he murmured, biting her chin gently, almost playfully. "I want to see you… the way you see me too."
Her brow furrowed, her cheeks burning. "What... do you mean…?"
He let go of her chin and looked into her eyes, tone unwavering. "If you're really gonna date AK, consider dating me too."
