"I'm not Ed," Riddler whispers again, hand coming up to brush those silk fine strands away from Oswald's forehead and his fingertips lingering over his skin. "And I've not either. Won't that be a nice thing to share?"
His fingertip moves to drag down Oswald's nose, tapping the tip lightly and smiling at him. "Would it make you feel better if I settled for a kiss like Ed got?"
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Date: 2019-12-12 12:42 am (UTC)His fingertip moves to drag down Oswald's nose, tapping the tip lightly and smiling at him. "Would it make you feel better if I settled for a kiss like Ed got?"