-= Playfully slips right up beside his mate and shamelessly licks his tanned cheek, his own hands coming around to grasp the male's arm as he pressed their bodies up against each other. Brings his face to level with the elite's - that pair of large, obsidian irises taking a moment to appreciate the detailed view of his partner's sharper, handsome features.
With a genuine smile, turns his attention solely on his lover's ear and allows his warm breath to cascade across the shell of the extremity, carrying the heat of his words with it as he whispered something to him in his own language; his tenor voice adopting a rather Latino accent of his own. =-
Usted es, y siempre será, el amor de mi vida, mi Vegeta no Ouji Sama.
-= Turning his head, angles his face to the side and presses a heartfelt kiss to the corner of his spouse's lips, his own soft folds holding the connection while he brought one of his hands up and carefully cupped the older male's jaw. Slowly turns the prince's face towards his own, so that their mouths can completely lock together and solidify the act of endearment.
After breaking the kiss, ebbs away just enough to be able to see his lover's face and studies it again, affectionately petting his thumb along his defined cheekbone it still cradled in it's comforting palm. Lulling his head to the side enough that a section of his bangs sweeps across his forehead and chuckles again, his tail flicking above the ground behind his legs. =-
Happy Anniversary, Veg.