[ Xiao is going to kiss Venti though. Far more gentle than the grip he has on those wrists. The faintest and sweetest of kisses, as if apologizing in advance. As though he is trying to chase the lingering shadows within Venti - no, Barbatos' - heart.
He shifts Venti's wrists into one hand, a firm grip there as he pulls and tugs at the sash about his waist.
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[ Xiao is going to kiss Venti though. Far more gentle than the grip he has on those wrists. The faintest and sweetest of kisses, as if apologizing in advance. As though he is trying to chase the lingering shadows within Venti - no, Barbatos' - heart.
He shifts Venti's wrists into one hand, a firm grip there as he pulls and tugs at the sash about his waist.
Poor Archon probably won't know what hit him. ]