"Do not tempt me to test it out," Dahlia says of the goal, and as she appraises him again a second time, it's with an awe-filled sigh that she finally steps back, content with her initial once over. "Pierce," she repeats, the name an altogether different sound than her own, and a step away again from Dorian's. Sharp, to the point, and with connotations of violence she knows go far beyond the word.
"I like it," she decides, before sidling up behind him and turning him gently towards the island's edges and the vast expanse of the Arclight Ocean beyond. "There are such things to see," she whispers to Pierce, squeezing at his biceps and having to rise up on her toes to press her lips to his ear. "You have no idea what you have been missing."
"I like it," she decides, before sidling up behind him and turning him gently towards the island's edges and the vast expanse of the Arclight Ocean beyond. "There are such things to see," she whispers to Pierce, squeezing at his biceps and having to rise up on her toes to press her lips to his ear. "You have no idea what you have been missing."
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
