[Cocking his head and chuckling under his breath he lingers in front of Light's face, inches away from him. But he did nothing, all the while managing to conjure the illusion he was about to from out of nothing. Perhaps it was his expression, that glint in his eye, the arrogant but oh so charming smirk - the fact he'd left the last 10% for Light to move-- whatever it was. It was an art to him. One he perfected.
Though the final hint was his thumb delicately brushing over Light's bottom lip. Looking from his eyes, to his lips, then back up again.]
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Though the final hint was his thumb delicately brushing over Light's bottom lip. Looking from his eyes, to his lips, then back up again.]
We'll have to see won't we?