Isla
"Oh I'm sure you'd think of a way," Isla tells him in mock seriousness, shifting with him as he sits up a little, closing the distance between them little by little. "Look at that guy downstairs earlier. Pretty sure you'd have been able to frighten him off without any wings at all." And she can't help that she's grinning, remembering well the effectiveness of a well placed bottle of liquor and presence alone.
Like a magpie drawn to all things shiny, Isla's touch drifts away from tri-coloured feathers and back up along Sunjata's shoulders, teasing at the earring she finds, tracing the flickering pulse at his throat, plucking at the buttons of his shirt as if daring them to loosen. "Between you and me, intimidating isn't the word I'd use to describe you anyway."
Like a magpie drawn to all things shiny, Isla's touch drifts away from tri-coloured feathers and back up along Sunjata's shoulders, teasing at the earring she finds, tracing the flickering pulse at his throat, plucking at the buttons of his shirt as if daring them to loosen. "Between you and me, intimidating isn't the word I'd use to describe you anyway."
passing by, you light up my darkest skies
you take only seconds to draw me in
you take only seconds to draw me in
