Isla
"You have never given me a reason not to have a lot of faith in you," Isla points out, and that goes for long before the House of Midnight or even the Refuge. Sunjata had been an ally of the Ascended and then a friend and then leader of the Grounds for a time before the war. "Granted, you can't help a reputation," she agrees, conceding that point with a flash of teeth.
The big bad wolf comment only causes her smile to grow, and even as one of her hands does, indeed, dare to tug at the buttons hard enough to cause them to either open or pop off completely, the other reaches out to cup his jaw, Isla's thumb brushing across a scarred cheek. "Oh, no," she chastises him playfully. "You aren't ready to hear that yet, believe me. One day I'll tell you."
For now, though, she draws him close enough that their lips might meet in a kiss that feels like a sigh of relief in the midst of all their teasing.
The big bad wolf comment only causes her smile to grow, and even as one of her hands does, indeed, dare to tug at the buttons hard enough to cause them to either open or pop off completely, the other reaches out to cup his jaw, Isla's thumb brushing across a scarred cheek. "Oh, no," she chastises him playfully. "You aren't ready to hear that yet, believe me. One day I'll tell you."
For now, though, she draws him close enough that their lips might meet in a kiss that feels like a sigh of relief in the midst of all their teasing.
passing by, you light up my darkest skies
you take only seconds to draw me in
you take only seconds to draw me in
