[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

It’s a surprisingly beautiful room, but Kiada only has eyes for him — watching the way he steps in and looks around, sees those powerful muscles on his back move when he sets down the fur. Her jacket remains slung around her arm as she remains by the door, watching with a playful look while he turns to her.

“I can think of a couple.” She drawls, pushing off of the door to step toward him, depositing her jacket on the trunk alongside his fur, heading straight for him to invade his space, pressing her body against his, hands finding his shoulders, lips trying to seek out his, trying to walk him back toward the bed with the hopes he’ll sit the second the back of his calves hit the mattress.

i was young and stupid then, always playing for the win
don't know where we got this bad, i just wish i had you back