Prompt #2: Hair
Word Count: 140
"It's fine, really. I know lots of girls that shave their arms," she fought off a grin.
"Shut up," he scowled.
"I think it's very nice actually."
"I said shut up." She scooted closely, running her nails across his hairless arm and then following with fingertips.
She kissed his bicep and kept her eyes on his and her lips softly frosted.
"Quit it," he turned to look across the courtyard at where everyone else sat eating lunch.
"At least you don't have to shave your arms, you can just light up."
His head snapped back when he felt the touch of wet cold. The tip of her tongue went back into her mouth and she smirked.
"I'm not sensitive."
She tilted her head and got up, walking away. "That's not what I meant."