Lyra's bright, happy smile lingered as she looked at Gray.
Without saying anything, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his in a soft, affectionate kiss.
"Chu~♡"
She pulled back only slightly, then kissed him again… and again.
Each kiss was gentle at first, but quickly grew deeper and more lingering.
Soon, she was climbing halfway into his lap, cupping his face with both hands as she gave him multiple sweet pecks.
"Mwah… chuup… mmm~♡"
She didn't want to leave.
Every time she tried to pull away, she would immediately lean back in for another kiss, her lips brushing his again and again.
Eventually, the kisses turned into slow, passionate French kisses, her tongue tangling with his, soft wet sounds filling the quiet morning air.
"Slurp… mmmph… haa… chuup~♡"
After several long, heated French kisses, Lyra finally forced herself to pull back. Her lips were swollen and glossy, cheeks still flushed as she looked at him with reluctant eyes.
