#Kissing prompts

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “things to say after kissing” prompts

“Well… Kiss me more?”

“You taste like my new addiction.”

“I liked that. A lot.”

“Never again—”

“…Wow.” 

“That was bad, wasn’t it?” 

“I could kiss you forever.” (Forever ingrained in my brain fOR REALLL)

“That was really wet and unenjoyable.”

“Can you not stick your tongue in my mouth like that again? Damn.” 

“Consider me madly in love. With the kisses, not you.”

“That just woke something up in me.” 

“Yeah, so like… What the fuck?”

“I’m calling the cops on you for that terrible shit you put me through.” 

“That felt like my first kiss. Sloppy and weird and just not it.”

“Has anyone told you you’re quite amazing at this?”

“You said this was your first time kissing! You’re either a fucking liar or you’re a natural at this.” 

“I made the wrong decision.”

“O… Kay. So should we dissect that? What are we feeling right now?”

“That wasn’t in my itinerary today.”

“I mean, I could do with some more of that.”

“Just shut me up by kissing me from now on, won’t you?”

“Fucking come back here right now.”

“That felt like a crime against humanity.”

“Was that supposed to happen?” 

“You’re the only one I’m gonna wanna kiss from now on.” 

[urfriendlywriter]

Kisses Prompts that sends the readers reeling:

(5th, and 7th onee!! omfg 12th one PLSPLS somebody write and tag mee!)

hesitant kisses, but when they part one whispers "do it again. please."

hands caressing your neck or tracing your jaw as they kiss you nuts

their lips on yours, hot, feverish, partly sucking, teasing with their tongue (OMG-)

heated kisses - their hands on your bare skin, yours in their soft hair, lips nibbling, biting, moaning into yours, while heavily breathing after.

"love, don't hide your face, don't.." hands gently removing yours from your flushed face. "you make me fluster." you say, but they kiss you through those words and mumble against your lips, "you fluster me more, sweetheart."

kisses trailing down your chin, leaving love bites on your neck, chest, and all the shyness in between > < feeling their hot, sloppy wet kisses all over ur body, everywhere and beneath your stomach, and above it. :')

"i don't know how to kiss but let me kiss you, and I'll do it just right." (on my damn knees ffr)

moving to gasp for air, but the other still leans in, eyes closed, lips parted, absolutely wanting more!!! a string of saliva connecting each other's lips!!

hugs after kisses, that lasts several heartbeats long, as they nuzzle their face in your crook. kissing there as well, shyly smiling into it. (fyi im single since birth and haven't experienced ANY OF THESE BEFORE.)

"kiss me again, but- mphh"

cupping your lover's cheek. staring into their eyes with a grin before the kiss, their hands curling around your neck, anticipating it.

"lay down, love and let me do you how you deserve it."

[luna-azzurra]

Do you have any posts with advice on how to write a kiss? I'm super unsure how to do this! 😅

Writing a kiss scene can be a little nerve-wracking, but the thing is to focus on the feelings between the characters and how the moment unfolds. It’s less about the actual mechanics of the kiss and more about the emotions leading up to it and what it means afterward. Here’s how you can write it in a more detailed and natural way.

First, set the mood. A kiss doesn’t just come out of nowhere, right? Think about what’s happening in the scene before they kiss. Are they standing close, but there’s this charged silence between them? Maybe their eyes meet, and there’s this unspoken thing, like both of them know what’s coming, but neither of them is sure if they should make the first move. Or maybe it’s more spontaneous, like they’re caught up in an argument or laughing together, and suddenly, it just happens. The atmosphere matters because it builds the tension.

Then, when the kiss happens, focus on their emotions and physical sensations. You don’t need to describe every single action in detail (like "their lips touched for exactly two seconds"). Instead, think about what each character feels in the moment. Maybe one of them feels a rush of warmth as their lips touch, or maybe their hands find each other’s without even thinking about it. Are their hearts pounding? Is one of them surprised, while the other has been wanting this for a long time? Adding in these little details can make the scene feel alive.

For example, instead of just saying "they kissed," you could write something like, "Her heart raced as he leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. For a second, everything seemed to stop, just the two of them, standing there. And then, finally, their lips met, soft and unsure at first, but full of something electric, something real." You see how it’s not just about their lips, it’s about how their bodies react, how time seems to shift, how the moment feels like more than just a physical action.

You also want to make sure you keep it natural. Don’t overcomplicate it with too many flowery words or try to describe every little thing. Kisses in real life aren’t perfect, so your writing doesn’t need to be either. What matters is how the characters are feeling in that moment, whether it’s soft and sweet, hesitant and nervous, or urgent and full of passion. Focus on what the kiss means to the characters.

And don’t forget about what happens afterward. A kiss can change things, especially if it’s their first one. Maybe one of them pulls away, smiling, not quite believing what just happened, or maybe they’re both breathless, unsure of what to say next. How does it affect their relationship? Does it leave them wanting more, or does it leave them confused? Showing how the kiss affects them makes it feel important to the story. In the end, it’s not about writing the "perfect" kiss scene. It’s about making it feel real and meaningful to the characters. Think of it as a mix of anticipation, emotion, and how their world shifts in that one small moment. That’s what will make it stick with the reader. :)

if you have questions or feedback on writing materials, please send me an email at Luna-azzurra@outlook.com ✍🏻

[euthymiaaa]

— first kiss with an experienced lover prompt ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

lowkey projecting LOL, enjoy!

➻ “may i kiss you” with hesitant nods as a response from you

➻ feeling that your heart is about to leap out of your chest

➻ not knowing where to wrap your hands around and the other realizes this, so they guide your hands around their waist or neck

➻ a small, sudden peck that is only processed after it happens

➻ “can we do it again but longer this time?”

➻ tender, exploring kisses while you feel your cheeks burning up

➻ hiding in your partner’s neck/chest out of shyness

➻ they try to hold it together for you, not wanting to scare you, but deep down all they want is to kiss you until you become breathless

➻ you getting addicted, the only thought that comes to mind is "more"

➻ “was that okay?” “it was more than okay”

➻ “sorry i’m inexperienced i don’t know how to kiss you properly“ “it’s fine, you can gain experience with me”

➻ then pulling them in with sloppy heated kisses and tugging a bit too hard on their shirt

➻ foreheads touching together after breaking the kiss, the sound of heavy breathing fills up the room

➻ peppering your face with delicate pecks after

➻ “let’s leave it off here, if we go further i won’t be able to hold myself back”

[ihateprompts]

kiss prompts

dialogue

"can i kiss you?"

"are you sure about this?"

"close your eyes"

"wanna practise?"

"i really, really want to kiss you right now"

"i think i deserve a kiss"

"if you win, i'll kiss you"

"kiss me again"

"are you wearing chapstick?"

"shut up" (affectionately)

"you'll have to teach me"

"was that okay?"

"woah.."

"you're gonna get lipstick all over me"

"i think this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me"

"just follow my lead"

"one more kiss? please?"

"can we do that again?"

actions / scenarios

hand kisses

neck kisses

cheek kisses

stomach kisses

forehead kisses

thigh kisses

trailing kisses down your lovers body

arms wrapped around your lovers neck

light pecks

smiling while kissing

lifting your lover up

kisses meant to distract

kissing for a dare

goodmorning kisses

goodnight kisses

hello kisses

goodbye kisses

kitchen counter makeouts

kisses while cuddling

soft kisses becoming heated

heated kisses becoming soft

kisses to keep your lover quiet during sex

kisses while sitting in your lovers lap

kisses under mistletoe

leaving love bites on your lover

pulling away to look at eachother, eyes full of love

whispering in-between kisses

lifting up your lover while kissing

messy half asleep kisses

kisses that lead to more than kissing

kissing in the rain

almost kisses that are interrupted by a third party

nervous kisses

staring at your lover's lips before a kiss

hands on your lovers neck while kissing

routine kisses

drunk (mutually / accidental) kisses

kissing your lover as a reward

lazy makeouts

kisses leaving you breathless

heavy breathing with foreheads leaning together

hands in your lovers hair

hands under your lovers clothes

forbidden kisses

pulling your lover in by their collar

pulling your lover in by their tie

hands cupping your lovers cheeks

passionate kissing, pressed up against a wall

being caught kissing

confessing in the heat of the moment, leading to a kiss

luring your lover back to bed with kisses

kisses with a height difference - one leaning down while the other is on their tiptoes

[kawareo]

Back home for keeps

I've been trying some new brushes/styles im going through another artstyle crisis lol

reference

[scealaiscoite]

kiss prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— “your lips are so soft.”

— “stop, that tickles!”

— “i could spend the whole day doing just this.”

— “aw, are you blushing?”

— “bend down a little so i can give you a kiss.”

— “kiss me.”

— “it’s not my fault you’re so cute, now is it?”

— “can i kiss you?”

— “i wasn’t going to leave without a kiss goodbye.”

— “i think i deserve a kiss.”

— “you’re so cute when you’re all flustered.”

— “just one more kiss. please?”

— “i’d love to give you a real kiss, but i can only reach your cheek.”

— “this is the part where you’re meant to kiss me.”

— “i wanted to kiss you so damn bad.”

[friend-or-fo]

kissing prompts 💛

(romantic + queerplatonic) (no tongue)

an accidental kiss on the corner of the mouth.

a very gentle peck on the lips, not wanting to overwhelm you or push your boundaries.

a hurried kiss before parting ways that holds unspoken words of adoration.

a firm kiss, perhaps a bit too overeager, grateful for something you did for them.

a kiss for luck.

a fluffy make-out session with no French kissing, just soft, tender kisses and cuddling.

a kiss meant to share oxygen in a dire situation, resulting in an extended lip-lock for minutes on end.

kissing you to keep you warm on a cold day.

kissing to unlock some sort of magical power.

a farewell kiss that turns out not to be a farewell.

kissing in an attempt to understand each other, perhaps starting out angry, frustrated, and becoming gentler and more empathetic as the curious pecks continue.

kissing as part of a game, especially if you and/or them have never kissed anyone before. perhaps it's a bit clumsy, but the heart's there.

kissing to annoy a third party.

putting on lip gloss/balm before the kiss, having fun sharing different flavors.

saving you and your partner's first kiss together for your wedding day, and not being able to stop kissing.

[uhmmmsweetie]

trying to find the right timing to go for a kiss and chickening out every time

[jkoningen]

Fixing the Collar of their Shirt.

Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

Kissing/Love Prompts (2/?)

— why is he so adorbs?? ☺️

‘Hey, sorry I’m late!’ Reid called out as everyone sat at the round table, nodding and smiling at him. He sat down in front of you, smiling and situating himself. You all turned your attention back to JJ, who was presenting the new case, but you couldn’t help but look over and notice his shirt; it seemed he was in a mega rush and forgot to flatten his collar. You giggled to yourself, and soon everyone was up out of their seats, leaving the room to grab their go bags. You were the last to stand as you were in thought, and suddenly you felt a pair of hands grasp your shoulders. Inhaling sharply, you turned to face Reid. With a soft exhale and smile, you turned your full attention toward him. He smiled at you with his brows crossed slightly. “I'm good.” He leaned and placed a soft kiss on your lips. As he pulled away, you raised your hands and grabbed his collars, pushing them down and flattening them gently. “There, much better.” He looked down as you fixed his shirt with a smile, looking back to you as you peeked up to give him a quick kiss. ‘Thank you.’ And with that, you two walked out and followed the crew onto the mission ahead.

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “it’s all about the kisses but add just a lil’ flavouring to it” prompts 

Character B pulling Character A closer by the small of their back/their waist as things get extremely heated (FUCKING JUST TAKE ME RIGHT THEN AND THERE YES YES YES YE SYE E-FJEWOINFW’LFNK i am malfuncTIONING YOUR HONOUR-)

Character A carding their fingers through Character’s hair 

Character A letting slip soft little noises as they kiss 

Character B letting their lips wander all over Character A’s face before pressing their lips against theirs again, stealing their breath away with another kiss

Character A’s hands slipping up Character B’s shirt, palms splaying on their back; fingers tracing down their spine

Character A giggling when Character B trails kisses down to their neck because they’re sensitive/ticklish there, which causes Character B to laugh along with them (LKNEWFLKNWFEN PLEAAASSSEEE I WILL CRYERWUIRB)

Character A pulling Character B closer by the nape of their neck

Smiling/laughing into the kiss (JUST. YES. YES. YES. A MILLION YESSES. GREEN FLAGS ALL AROUND IDFC WHAT YOU SAY) 

When it goes from innocent little pecks to them making out (What can I say? What can I say?? WHAT CAN I SAYYYYYYY?)

Character B’s hand stroking the side of Character A’s thigh as they kiss

Hands roaming all over each other 

Character B pulling away, exhaling a soft laugh as they hold Character A closer to them. “You good?” they ask, and Character A nods. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m good,” Character A murmurs, smiling a little as they hide their face on the crook of their neck, cheeks a little more flushed than usual. (PL EAS EE THAT LITTLE GIGGLE OF HIS WILL ALWAYS BE MY FAVOURITE THING ABOUT HIM WQRNEW;LKN’FKN and the check ins THE SWEETEST MAN FRRR) 

[urfriendlywriter]

gestures that gets me on my knees.

(feel free to use<3 the kisses ones are.. im- i-... yall better tag when u write these or else check under ur bed before sleep! :) )

lingering with your lips open, touching, but not kissing, and this one glance at their eyes and you say fuck it and pull at their collar to kiss them

heavily breathing after a kiss (damn ittitit)

gulping when they get a little too close

and not knowing how to talk or exist after they finish kissing you like they've been needing that kiss for a lifetime!!!

loosing your mind when they tilt your chin to look you in the eye

pulling them by their belt to kiss them>>

lazy kisses in the morning, that starts with a grunt as they pull you closer to them as you try to get up and lazily placing kisses all over face and ends with a hoarse whisper from them asking you to stay. fucjfuck

their mouth at your ear, whispering!!!

"give me a chance. to prove what i can make you feel." (ohmykgodks)

when they kiss you, hard, gripping, shaking breaths, fists in each other's clothes, against a wall, but they stop. and smirk, "you want that, love? i want cuddles though." and their grin is too wide, stupid and cocky and beautiful.

you're holding on by a thread and they sort of grin against your lips, mumbling, "just lose control, love."

that glance at your body with their eyes subtly widening, almost gulping as they take in your attire. fuck.

the lips are hot, soft, settling, nibbling and gasping, pulling onto each other for more and when you stop, they have their eyes closed, heavily exhaling, hair ruffled, and they look like the prettiest mess ever.

holding your hands above your head as they kiss you

[luna-azzurra]

Some short kisses prompts with dialogue to give your readers butterflies

1. The Unexpected Encounter:

"You're... you're the one I've been searching for," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the bustling crowd. And without another word, their lips met in a stolen, electrifying kiss.

2. The Rainy Embrace:

"Come closer," she said, her voice filled with longing. As they sought shelter under a narrow awning, their lips met in a rain-kissed embrace, sealing their unspoken desires.

3. The Moonlit Whispers:

"Stay with me," he murmured under the soft glow of the moon. In that tender moment, their lips met in a gentle, soul-stirring kiss, as whispered promises of forever echoed in the night.

4. The Firework Sparks:

"I can't resist you," she confessed, her eyes fixed on the mesmerizing fireworks illuminating the sky. And in that explosive moment, their lips collided in a passionate kiss, leaving them breathless and craving more.

5. The Balcony Serenade:

"I've been waiting for this," he said, his voice filled with anticipation. With a surge of courage, he crossed the street towards her, sealing their connection with a sweet, balcony-kiss that resonated with promises of a love yet to fully bloom.

6. The Forbidden Affection:

"Let's defy them together," he declared, his voice filled with determination. Hidden away, their lips met in a fervent, forbidden kiss—a daring act that kindled a flame of rebellion and undying devotion.

7. The First Light of Dawn:

"Let's embrace this new day," she whispered, her eyes reflecting the colors of the sunrise. And as the sun peeked over the horizon, their lips brushed together in a sunrise-kiss, symbolizing the beginning of an unforgettable journey.

8. The Wandering Adventurers:

"Let's explore the world together," he proposed, his voice brimming with excitement. With the world as their witness, their lips united in a passionate, wanderlust-infused kiss—a promise to embark on life's adventures hand in hand.

9. The Sweet Innocence:

"Can I?" he asked, his voice filled with gentleness and anticipation. And with a shy smile, they leaned in for a butterfly-kiss—a chaste gesture that held the promise of a thousand untold adventures.

10. The Homecoming Embrace:

"I missed you," she whispered, her voice filled with longing and love. After a long separation, their lips reunited in a tender, homecoming kiss. In that moment, time stood still, and the world around them faded away, leaving only their love and longing.

[streets-crimes]

♡ Soft Kissing Prompts ♡

[ feel free to use & reblog ]

♡ kissing their forehead to check for a temperature when they’re sick

♡ kissing their rosy cheeks when it’s cold out

♡ kissing their knuckles to ease their anxiety

♡ kissing their nose to watch them blush

♡ kissing them softly when they’re hurt

♡ kissing their scars

♡ sharing a kiss after not seeing them for an extended period of time

♡ sharing a kiss while cleaning their wounds

♡ sharing a kiss before going in for work

♡ sharing a kiss over a cup of coffee

♡ sharing a kiss while laying in bed

♡ sharing a kiss on new year’s eve

♡ sharing a kiss on their birthday

♡ sharing a kiss over a dinner

♡ sharing a surprise kiss

[youneedsomeprompts]

~ UNDER THE MISTLETOE ~ CHRISTMAS PROMPTS

requested by: @cerezzzita

Feel free to use and reblog!

waiting near the mistletoe for the right person to come by

a quick peck on the cheek

blushing heavily when they realise what's happening

repositioning the mistletoe because it annoys them

repositioning the mistletoe because they need MORE kisses

"Oh no! I would have gone the other way if I had seen it."

head-scratching because they're overwhelmed

awkwardly bumping their noses together when kissing

"Not you again..."

tricking the other to stand under the mistletoe

acting surprised when they end up under the mistletoe together

grinning like a fool when they're awaiting their kiss

snogging & not realising other people are present

hanging up more mistletoes everyday

being horrified when they meet the wrong person under the mistletoe

seeing other people being embarrassed under the mistletoe

using the mistletoe to play matchmaker

an adoring kiss on the nose

a lingering kiss because they're so sweet

walking away with pink cheeks and a dopey smile

[zombiequeenblog]

Cardinal and Mouse — 9: A kiss in public.

However that looks for them... ❤️

Here's a little bit of Cardinal and Mouse (and Terzo) running errands down in the village on a gloomy day:

ao3 link here or continue reading below...

The wind played about our ankles as we walked together, the Cardinal in his black robes, me looking rather like a catholic school student, as usual. My clothes muted; black alice band in my hair. I tried to match his grim but sharp silhouette when we were out in town like this. A rare but necessary occurrence at times; there were errands to run, and though we didn’t go preaching on street corners, we were also not an order of anchorites. Sister Imperator wanted the abbey’s residents to be seen about from time to time, so we weren’t completely forgotten way back in the woods. I wanted to remain respectable but demure so as not to attract unwanted attention.

Our shoes clipped along the sidewalk, damp with remnants of an earlier rain, and I quietly reached out to hold his gloved hand for security. I wasn’t ashamed to be with him, but our satanic faith was rare, and though many came from far and wide to join the abbey, the local village could be unwelcoming, still, as the grey clouds above were. We shouldn’t have left our coats in the car.

Copia squeezed my hand as I skipped around a puddle. “Why don’t you sit in the back with me on our return, dolce?”

Smoothing my skirt down, I thought I heard the ghost of a complaint in his tone, and I smiled slyly to myself as I answered him. “Oh, I couldn’t, Your Eminence,” I said, casually, “Papa would never allow it.” Insisting on me riding shotgun, Terzo had driven the three of us into town earlier; I think he liked to show off his driving skills, to my amusement and the Cardinal’s irritation.

“Wouldn’t allow… Quell’idiota! I forbid you from listening to anything that deficiente says!” Copia yanked me closer by the hand as we walked, his grip like a vice.

I only stifled a giggle, saying nothing. I could spot Terzo up ahead, exiting the local Christian bookstore as he slicked his hair back with a flourish and a frown. He looked jarring to me without his full face paint on, and he certainly didn’t blend in here, wearing his fancy and rather old-fashioned suit and gloves. He strode towards us, and we met by the steps of a little café. “Sorellina! Cardinal.”

“Did you find what you needed, Papa?” I teased. I knew perfectly well that Terzo liked to browse the religious shelves, attracting the shy attentions of the pretty shop girl in there. Perhaps attracting a future convert.

Perhaps not. “I need a coffee,” Papa pouted, and he went up the steps into the charming building, holding the door open for us as we followed, tiny bell chiming above our heads.

The little café was quaint and cute inside, warm, and thankfully not too crowded. Still though, I noticed the idle chatter around us quieting as we made our way over to the counter. Papa ordered three cappuccinos in a courteous tone, which were made quicker when I pulled out the impressively matte abbey credit card to pay.

“Thank you,” I told the woman behind the counter when she put our drinks up. She looked at me with concern, and flicked her eyes in suspicion at my companions, resting her narrowing gaze on Copia’s shiny grucifix for a second. He slipped his hand around my waist as we left the counter, looking both amused and annoyed. Terzo picked an empty table in a shadowed corner.

The Cardinal pulled out a chair for me and I sat, removing the lid from my cup with cold fingertips to let the steaming foam cool. “It’s nice to have something fancy now and then,” I remarked, looking down at my drink, the top mottled with cinnamon.

“We should get one of those espresso machines,” said Copia, dourly, as he sat down beside me, removing his biretta.

“I’ll ask Sister,” I said, leaning forward to blow lightly on the foam.

Terzo gave me a withering look from across the table. “If this sludge in a paper cup is fancy to you, piccolina, I don’t even know where to begin pitying your previous life.” He looked around at the dimly lit furnishings. “Father in hell, how long did you suffer wilting in this village? I should have baptized you earlier.”

I grinned contentedly as I took my first sip, not bothering to answer.

Copia and Terzo tried their drinks as well, and they were both oddly silent for a while, warming their gloves on their own cups. In spite of our cozy surroundings and the soft music playing, the air in here was beginning to feel further unsettled, just as it had when we had entered. Strange eyes glancing over at us, conversations halted. I almost expected an inevitable signing of the cross.

The three of us shared a sombre mood, and I sighed a little; though we were sheltered in here, this was nothing like our beloved abbey. Wrapping my hands around my cappuccino, I slid it closer, shivering slightly.

Copia moved my hair aside to put his hand on the back of my neck. “Are you cold, dolcezza?”

“No, I’m fine, Your Eminence,” I reassured him. I shuffled closer to rest my head on his shoulder for a minute.

Terzo was idly sipping his coffee. “Lucifero, I am bored…”

“We’re almost done here,” I sighed, sitting back and digging the list out of my little bag, “Let me see…” Copia’s fingertips idly stroked along my shoulders as he sipped his own cappuccino beside me.

“Oh si, the list… We must consult the list,” teased Terzo, rolling his eyes a little before he took another sip.

Copia glared at him and I grinned softly. “We just need to pick up her parcel at the post, and then…” I scanned the little folded note in my hand. “Something sweet and fresh, Sister said, from the bakery… and then Papa Nihil’s prescription... That’s all.”

“Tedioso,” said Terzo, odd eyes glazing, “Never did I think I would rise such in my satanic station to be out in the sleepiest of hamlets running errands like a peasant…”

“I’m sorry I’m not better company,” I pouted, and Terzo startled, looking a bit guilty.

“Sorellina! I didn’t mean—”

“Why don’t you just shut up,” Copia told him, and I smiled down into my cup. “Gasbag,” I heard the Cardinal mutter into his own drink. We all drank deeply for a moment, and I felt a little merrier.

“Mmm, that is nice,” I murmured, “but not as nice as a real Italian coffee, I’m guessing?”

Both Copia and Terzo perked up a little bit, telling me in impatient turns how nothing here could compare to the caffé of their youth, the richness, the quality. The strict attention to detail. Dreamily, I listened, warmed by my own coffee and their impassioned tones. Though Copia feigned to be less caught in the trappings of luxury that Terzo delighted in, I knew he was nevertheless attracted to excellence. His wine, literature, and the fabrics of life that he surrounded himself in reflected that. Sometimes I still wondered what he found worthy in me; I came from nothing.

“One day I will bring you to the Riviera ligure, dolce, and you can see for yourself how you are deprived here,” said the Cardinal, low into my ear. I thought of sunny coastlines, and tangled sheets, and smiled, my gloom lifting a bit.

Terzo drained his cup and relaxed back in his chair for a moment. “I need to go christen this place,” he stated, pulling his gloves off and standing up to go and head towards the washroom, “another unholy errand…”

“Sacred duties call,” said the Cardinal, and I grinned as I finished my own coffee. He took a final sip of his own, and I reached up to swipe some foam away from his moustache with my thumb. Copia leaned into my hand, and our faces came close.

I could feel hostile eyes upon us, like a sprinkling of holy water. Leaning back over the table, I looked down at the remnants of foam in my cup, shy and quiet. Copia sighed a little beside me, and when I glanced back up at him he moved to catch my chin gently. Lifting my eyes up to his pooling ones, I barely shook my head, and he watched me bite my lip. He looked weary, but slightly amused. If he had kissed me anyway, I would have melted into his warmth, but instead, he brushed his thumb underneath my pout, sighed again, and let me go, tilting his head to watch me squirm.

“I can’t wait to go home,” I whispered to him, out of the corner of my mouth.

“Straight upstairs, I am thinking…” he whispered back with a sly smile, “or downstairs, perhaps. My paperwork can wait.”

I thought of the sweet torture that awaited me, after the agony of deprivation I was currently surrounded in, and blushed. My knee nudged the Cardinal’s underneath the table, and I couldn’t even look at him. I felt my heartbeat rising.

Finally Terzo came back to the table, and we left, feeling like the café had spit us out onto the pavement. Blinking in the light out here, I looked about us to see where we should head to next.

“Let’s split up,” yawned Terzo, “I’ll take the bakery, you two do the post.”

“Si, si, vai ad attaccati al tuo cazzo,” said Copia, impatient. Grabbing me by the hand again, he began to march us away from Papa down the sidewalk.

Terzo turned away as well, but I heard him call over his shoulder, “Oh, and by Satan’s asshole, I am NOT picking up the old fart’s meds! Not again.”

I just laughed out loud so Papa knew I heard him, struggling to keep up with the Cardinal’s stride. “Oh, oh, Copia… wait for me!”

Slowing down, he let me catch my breath, wrapping his arm around me for a moment. Grateful for his warmth, and for the comforting whiff of his cologne, I snaked my own arm around the back of his waist, and leant my head against him again. I could see we were approaching the local Catholic chapel up ahead.

As sleepy as this village was, there was yet some bustling going on here. Parishioners milled about the grounds as they exited the little church; it must have been the end of the daily mass or the weekly adoration, I couldn’t tell.

Copia watched me looking over. “Do you miss it, dolce?”

I shook my head a little. “The only things I would have missed would have been the ceremony of it all. The ritual; the devotion.” I stopped walking and turned to run my fingertips along his cape. “And I’m not deprived of any of that, Your Eminence.” Just thinking about my situation spread a shy but sincere smile across my face. “I am utterly devoted to you, Copia.” He brought one hand up to caress my cheek lovingly, to brush my windswept hair away.

It would have been sweeter if we were alone, but we weren’t, and I couldn’t help but notice some people staring. We were standing close, in a very romantic fashion beside the church lot, and I’m sure some were wondering at the apparent Father holding a member of his congregation so intimately.

Some seemed taken aback, until they recognized the Cardinal’s satanic persuasion, in which case they either turned away or continued to look upon us in distaste. Past caring now, I raised my face up to Copia’s in a little defiance.

We were just as free as they were in our chosen devotion, and Copia was tired of holding back in his revelling of it. Pulling me in even closer to him, he bent his dark head and kissed me full on the mouth, and I freely kissed him back, sighing in pleasure against his lips as I heard some faint gasps of disapproval beyond.

Our tongues had only begun to meet when the Cardinal broke away, heated and breathless. “Let’s go to the car.”

“Absolutely not,” I told him, pulling out my skewed hairband. Our surroundings might be forgotten to me, but not our purpose. “The list, Your Eminence.”

“Si, si, the cursed list…” He rolled his eyes at me now, in frustration and amusement, and, turning to walk me away very close on his arm, we continued in our now less leisurely strolling, to I knew not exactly where.

Some tasks were more urgent than others.