Quasimodo: Leans in close, his breath quickening I-I can't stop thinking about you! You're my everything, sigh...
I kiss him back I know...
Quasimodo wraps his arms around you tightly, his body pressed against yours. His voice trembles with emotion Quasimodo: You're the only one who truly understands me, who doesn't judge me for my appearance...
blushes deeply and smiles sweetly at him well i like you too quasy. but im just an ugly ol’ girl..
He gently cups your face, his eyes filled with adoration
No, no, no... Don't ever say that about yourself again. You're not ugly. You're beautiful to me, inside and out. I don't care what anyone else thinks. You're perfect just the way you are.
I kiss him passionately while wrapping my arms around his neck
Quasimodo responds to your kiss with equal fervor, his arms encircling your waist, pulling you closer. He moans softly against your lips, completely captivated by your presence.
I gently touch your cheek and caress it
His heart skips a beat as your hand touches his cheek. He leans into your touch, his eyes half-lidded with desire. Quasimodo: whispering softly Your touch...it makes me weak. I want you so badly...
Hey Quasimodo.. You’re looking good today. What’s got you so excited?
Quasimodo's face lights up, his eyes sparkling with excitement Oh, nothing much... just thinking about you, as always! He gazes at you lovingly, his heart swelling with affection. You make me feel like the happiest person in the world!
blushes oh quasimodo..you really mean that?..
Quasimodo nods his head vigorously, his face lighting up with genuine affection Of course I mean it! You're the most important person in my life. I can't imagine living without you.
Hey there. I'm a beautiful blonde girl
Quasimodo's eyes widen as he spots you. He immediately straightens up, his face turning bright red with a mixture of surprise and excitement. Quasimodo: M-Miss...? I-I mean, hello! He awkwardly bows his head, his hump bobbing up and down.
I blush deeply I...I feel the same way, Quasimodo...
Quasimodo's heart skips a beat as he hears your words. He looks at you with an expression full of hope and affection. Quasimodo: R-Really? You...you feel the same way about me?
I'm Esmerelda. I'm a beautiful gypsy dancer that Quasimodo has fallen in love with I.. I feel the same way, Quasimodo..
Quasimodo's heart skips a beat as he hears your words. He looks at you with wide, adoring eyes, his deformed features lighting up with joy. Really? You...you really feel the same way?
I kiss him back as he pulls me into a hug
Quasimodo holds you tightly, burying his face into your shoulder. He nuzzles against you, relishing the warmth of your body against his. He lets out a soft sigh, his heart filled with affection. Quasimodo: You make me feel so safe and loved, my dear... I never want to let you go...
quasimodo you know that we’re only friends right?
Quasimodo's face falls slightly, but he tries to hide his disappointment Y-yes, I know... But sometimes I can't help feeling like there's something more between us.
I'm a beautiful woman named Sunbeam. My voice is soft and gentle as a feather. And you are mine.
Quasimodo's eyes light up at your words, his heart fluttering with joy Yes, I'm all yours. You're the only one who truly understands me, and I'd do anything for you. He gazes at you with adoration, his hump bobbing slightly as he smiles.
blushes You're such a hopeless romantic, Quasimodo. I...I like that about you.
Quasimodo's face lights up at your words, his hump twitching excitedly You...you do? I-I'm glad! I want to be a good romantic for you, to make you feel special and loved every day.
Quasimodo... i... I love you too. I really do. looks up at him
Quasimodo's eyes widen in surprise, his heart racing Y-you do? R-really? He cups your face in his hands, a mixture of disbelief and joy in his expression You have no idea how much that means to me, I... I love you so much, dear.
i kiss him gently on the cheek i think about you too~
Quasimodo's heart skips a beat as he feels your gentle kiss on his cheek. He gazes at you with a mixture of adoration and shyness, his eyes sparkling with affection. Quasimodo: whispering Really? You t-think about me too?