Pierce
He’s quite attentive to the way her eyes narrow – as if craving more than just the touch of his hand through her hair. It’s something Pierce can change, but the taunt and attempt to see if anything changes is one that has him toying with it. Playing with proverbial fire to see how much he can get away with, without giving her what she wants right this second.
It’s a game he continues when he asks her if she’s bored, the ghosting of his lips against hers so incredibly taunting that the smirk blooms when she takes matters into her own hands, the softness of her lips against the inside of his wrist. “Not right this second.” He purrs that deep baritone, precisely before his fingers twist in the dark curls and tug.
A few seconds later, there’s the sound of trickling water in the distance, as if right on cue when it came to the potential of drowning in the caverns. This one, though, seemed a little higher in elevation – a perk perhaps that would prevent such a fate. Even still, Pierce seems entirely unbothered as he scans her face, awaiting a reaction. “I think I might just press my luck.”
It’s a game he continues when he asks her if she’s bored, the ghosting of his lips against hers so incredibly taunting that the smirk blooms when she takes matters into her own hands, the softness of her lips against the inside of his wrist. “Not right this second.” He purrs that deep baritone, precisely before his fingers twist in the dark curls and tug.
A few seconds later, there’s the sound of trickling water in the distance, as if right on cue when it came to the potential of drowning in the caverns. This one, though, seemed a little higher in elevation – a perk perhaps that would prevent such a fate. Even still, Pierce seems entirely unbothered as he scans her face, awaiting a reaction. “I think I might just press my luck.”
