Pierce
”Oh, who could forget about dessert?” As if the realization had just dawned on him. Something sweet sounded delectable, something that he hadn’t initially thought of when he’d settled down in this chair with the remnants of dinner having already passed by his lips. But she continues to speak and he continues to observe, watching as she wipes away the crumbs from whatever she’d devoured, allowing his gaze to travel back up to meet her eyes.
A fleeting smile tugs on the corner of his lips, head tilting as his gaze grows a hint more calculating. ”I suppose we have that in common, then.” Comes the amused response. He breaks eye contact with her then, in order to stand from the rickety chair that had worked hard to maintain his form within it. He stretches out a little, arms above his head, still getting used to the sensation this body allowed him. He can’t deny that stretching out tired muscles brought a euphoric sense to him, one that’s punctuated with the little sighed out groan that passes from his lips as he settles again.
”What has kept you sitting still this long?” Pierce asks, turning toward her more fully, framed by the backdrop of the sunset in airs of swirling hues.
A fleeting smile tugs on the corner of his lips, head tilting as his gaze grows a hint more calculating. ”I suppose we have that in common, then.” Comes the amused response. He breaks eye contact with her then, in order to stand from the rickety chair that had worked hard to maintain his form within it. He stretches out a little, arms above his head, still getting used to the sensation this body allowed him. He can’t deny that stretching out tired muscles brought a euphoric sense to him, one that’s punctuated with the little sighed out groan that passes from his lips as he settles again.
”What has kept you sitting still this long?” Pierce asks, turning toward her more fully, framed by the backdrop of the sunset in airs of swirling hues.
