[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

Her arms wrap around his neck, toying with the soft fuzz left behind on the shorter parts of his hair, withdrawing with a whine when he lifts his head, eyes meeting in pools of lamp lit hazel greens and the vibrant blue of her own. She relishes in the flush on his skin, even as the flush is returned — heating up her own cheeks and neck, trailing in splotchy marks along her chest.

All she can do is bite down softly on her lower lip, lips quirking into a little Cheshire smile, she lifts one hand back up to the longer length of his hair, rubbing her thumb along his horn again, the other trailing down the front of his chest, dragging her nails along in a slow movement to the pressure she’s sure his pants are causing. The second his hand reaches the back of her neck, her head tilts into it, chin lifting slightly as she tries to maintain that eye contact. “I told you that you wouldn’t forget.” Comes the soft whine, the roll of her hips against him as her hand continues it’s path down.

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