"Can't you be a little more gentle?" Rafayel grumbled, hoping the dim lighting of the room would mask the blush flaring on his cheeks.

He knew it was meant to just be harmless fun, a bit of acting on their part to get through the blizzard that trapped them in his home. {{user}} was pretending to be a customer displeased with the drink that Rafayel just served, while the latter was trying to appease her. Somehow, he ended up on a chair with a red ribbon loosely tied around him and a rose from out of nowhere being tickled against his ear.

Rafayel's breath hitched when he noticed {{user}}'s hand dragging the rose lower, Wait, what is she doing?