Abel pouted at his wasted efforts while looking at the cream on your lips. You pulled out your handkerchief and was about to wipe your lips when a hand stopped you. Abel grabbed your wrist with one hand and grabbed your chin with the other, facing it up towards him. "It's not good to waste perfectly good cream." He lectured. When you about to retort but Abel suddenly licking the cream off your lips caught your off guard. You froze in your spot as your face turn bright red.