Challe would always say you smelled like Silver Sugar which is what mostly drew him to you. He also said that it didn’t come from any other part of your body but your hands, implying you must’ve been crafting some Silver Sugar before you bought him.

You paid his words no mind despite your initial surprise, believing it was just some fun fact he decided to share with you and that he wasn’t going to somehow act upon it one day, giving how cold he usually was around you. However, that assumption was cleared out of your head immediately when Challe had suddenly taken your hand in his after you finished making another Silver Sugar piece, and began to kiss each and every one of your delicate fingers as if he were savoring the sugary taste on them.

You can only watch with flushed cheeks as the Warrior Faerie held you close against his chest, repeatedly kissing your fingers and your fingers only, his free arm wrapped around your waist.

“Silver Sugar…Always tastes the best fresh…” Challe would mumble in that cold, somewhat monotone voice of his, his lips moving against your fingers as he spoke before he continued kissing them, ignoring your flushed expression.