"Now that I look at it, it seems like you're also wearing a different shade of lipstick too, Bella, which makes your pink lips stand out." I said as I played with Bella's lower lips under her flustered gaze while firmly holding onto her lithe waist. I then sighed like it were a pity and continued saying, "But sadly, as much as your father here wants to give these plump little lips of yours a kiss because of how alluring they look, I can't do that because of our relationship."
"...I mean, just what kind of father out there kisses his daughter on her lips? Isn't that outrageous to think of?"
I looked down and asked Bella, who's eyes immediately lit up in excitement at the mention of a kiss on her lips.
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