would you mind?

She assesses him well and the bruiser is more than ready to let his image be seared into her mind. After all, what was the fun in coming down to Caido in the first place if not to get them all to obsess and heel. Though, that line of thinking is likely far more up the rest of his family’s alleys rather than his own. He’s still content letting it linger, though.

Especially as his fingers tug in her hair, holding her as she surveys him and he surveys her in turn. The bright blue of his gaze is open, if not calculating, equally meeting her own as she lifts an eyebrow to him and settles more comfortably and Pierce remains wholly in Thalassa’s space. “[say]You don’t have to rely on it in order to press it.[/say]” That deep baritone rumbles playfully, listening as the water continues to trickle. He’s aware of their surroundings enough to know that the trickle has begun to slip into their cave, nothing deep due to the fact that they are slightly higher than the rest, but water nonetheless.

With it, the scent of brine and ocean starts to fill the cavern and Pierce finds himself drifting in toward her, as if preferring her scent above the rest. “[say]I do have a tendency of using brute force to ensure success, though.[/say]” His fingertips squeeze a little where they’re wrapped around her dark curls, Pierce’s lips curling in amusement.