Ophera, now confused and mad, murmurs..
"What do you even wa-"
Suddenly, Ophera gets his wrist pulled to and against the witch man.
Shocked and gasping, stunned by the suddeness of all he freezes on the spot despite him being very agile and having good reactions. A shocked noise escapes his lips as the witch man presses his lips against his in a searing(?) kiss.
The witch mans cheeks were flushed red, hands gripping his waist gently.
Without pulling away, he whispers out like poisonous honey.
"You."
His voice was breathy, as if Ophera was the reason he breathed. With a small pause, he adds.
"I want you.♡"
The wizard clarifies, as if it wasnt fucking obvious. Yet his voice hid lots of possessiveness and obsession but not in the good way.
But Ophera, gaining his consciousness back forces himself away, his cheeks slightly redder he points a accusating finger at the witch guy, shouting out.
"YOU!?-"
Opheras pointed finger trembled slightly, eyes wide, heart racing.
Badum badum.
The wizard gets smug, again, smirking. His canine tooth visible. He tilts his head down, his necklace pulsing and glinting like it had it its own feelings. His voice was low, smug and cocky as he spoke..
"Me what~?"
He purrs, adding..
"I enjoyed that... Very .."
He pauses for a dramatic effect before adding in a even lower voice..
"Much."