#Claude has no right to be so hot man like wtf I CANNOT

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Self Ship Valentines - Day 8

Prompt: “Sweet kisses”

Description: Bronwen didn’t know anything about relationships, not until she found herself in the throes of one. But, even as the world seems to be turning in on itself and growing harsh, Claude always seems to have the time to tease.

“Hey... sundrop?”

No response; just light, but deep breaths, showing the woman was still in a deep sleep. Likely one filled with dreams, as she always woke up having had a great many, but even if he didn’t want to wake Bronwen up... well, he also wanted to see her face again.

“C’mon now, it’s time to get up, sweetheart.” Claude’s voice was low, loud enough to be heard but not enough to scare her awake. Light kisses trailed along her spine and up her neck, a few phrases muttered as Bronwen began to stir. Claude leaned on one arm, his green eyes watching as Bronwen eventually rolled over to her other side. Now facing him, her eyes soon fluttered open, a yawn escaping into the open air as she finally woke.

“Ah.... Claude?” Bronwen replied, voice low and laced with exhaustion, “Good morning, sweetie...”

Claude chuckled and ran his hand through her hair, green eyes drinking in the look of her freshly woken up from some type of dream; only seeming to smirk a bit when Bronwen blushed and his her face a little under the sheets. Claude quickly responded, pulling the sheet down so he could see the flush upon her cheeks.

“Oh, no. None of that now.” He remarked, shifting and trapping her with one arm on her other side, causing him to loom over her a touch, “I get to see you first thing in the morning, Bunny.”

“B-But-!”

Claude ‘tsk’ed in reply, shaking is head a bit to interrupt her, “Nope. No excuses. I get to look at you.”

“Why would you want to, though? I mean... I just woke up. I’m kind of a complete disaster mess.” Bronwen muttered, which only made Claude chuckle in reply.

“Seriously? After all this time, you still haven’t understood how beautiful I know you are?” He remarked, leaning down a bit closer to her, “Guess I’ve still got to find a way to show you then, huh?”

Bronwen looked a bit surprised, but before she could ask what he meant, Claude placed a soft kiss upon her cheek. She let out a squeak of surprise, blushing even darker, but couldn’t respond before Claude kissed her again- this time by the corner of her lip. Bronwen couldn’t help but start to giggle, especially as the assault of kisses continued- one on the tip of the nose, another on the forehead, on the cheek, drifting as Bronwen kept giggling in reply and wrapping her arms around Claude in a hug.

“Claudeeeee!” Bronwen laughed, shaking her head as he laid a kiss upon her collarbone, “Have mercy, I get it, I get it!”

“Nope.” He hummed in reply, placing more kisses upon her neck and then her shoulder, “Don’t believe you.”

Bronwen tried to roll over so he wasn’t looming over her, and instead she had turned away from him, but that just lead to kisses on the back of her neck before he turned her over again. There was a brief pause as Bronwen managed to stop giggling and catch her breath, Claude’s hand on her cheek as he simply looked at her again.

“I like you best with a smile on your face like that.” He remarked, and Bronwen felt her heart jump for a moment. Tangling her hand in his hair, she played a bit with the silken strands as she looked up at him with just as much love in her eyes.

“You’re a secret sap, Claude.” She remarked, but pulled him closer towards her, giving him a gentle kiss; tender and soft, brief but enough to pour the love she felt even within the deepest parts of her heart. He returned it with the same amount of love, resting his head upon Bronwen’s heart afterwards.

“But that’s part of what I love about you, Claudey.”