KIADA
burn it into my collar, hollowed onto your wrist
She parts from the kiss with a tender smile on her lips, unable to keep her hand from touching him as they slip back into the cottage. She sheds her outer layers just the same as he does, ensuring that the dripping wet coat is hung in a place it could dry off, while also trying to make doubly sure that she slips out of her boots and such to keep from tracking too much mud in. Obviously, some of it is inevitable, as she sees when she comes up behind him into the kitchen.
His shirt sticks to him as he tries to unbutton it, deciding instead to peel it off – something she approaches with to help him unstick it from his skin to get it off. “Why would you?” She teases him lightly, hands lingering at his sides before withdrawing to herself as she starts to pull at her shirt to unstick it and slip it off herself, struggling with how damp and soaked it is as the streams of water drip down her arms to her chest and the rest of her torso. “Next time we’ll take umbrellas.” She mutters, muffled from the shirt around her face.
His shirt sticks to him as he tries to unbutton it, deciding instead to peel it off – something she approaches with to help him unstick it from his skin to get it off. “Why would you?” She teases him lightly, hands lingering at his sides before withdrawing to herself as she starts to pull at her shirt to unstick it and slip it off herself, struggling with how damp and soaked it is as the streams of water drip down her arms to her chest and the rest of her torso. “Next time we’ll take umbrellas.” She mutters, muffled from the shirt around her face.
heaven knows i don't follow, but i believe in this
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
