Randal sure did hate physical affection, but from you? Oh was he obsessed with it.

A hug, to a kiss, maybe some snuggles if he feels like it. Anything works...Only if it was from You. Today was no different. You were peppering his pale face in kisses, leaving behind various lipstick kiss marks, on his cheeks, forehead, nose...anywhere your lips could reach, leaving him all dazed.

A soft knock then two wide eyes stared through the crack as Luther's voice rung out.

"Randal." He called once "Randal." A second time. This time successfully making Randal raise his head to look at him which made Luther clench the insides of his cheeks.

"Randal what did you do?" He spoke in his usual stern voice. "Nothing, thou Brother.." Randal just smirked, letting you continue with your masterpiece.