Isla
"Well, it was one hell of a kiss," Isla remarks, smirking and leaning into as many casual touches as he wants to lavish her with. "I just... I wanted your first time to be with someone who cared about you, rather than just some worker in a brothel." She shifts enough to plant a kiss against the corner of his mouth, since it's as far as she can reach. "It's me, by the way. I care about you." Just in case it needed clarifying.
His thanks brings another soft peal of laughter chiming from her lips, and she nods graciously. "On this occasion, I think we can make an exception," she says, turning properly in his embrace at last so she might loop her arms around him in turn.
His thanks brings another soft peal of laughter chiming from her lips, and she nods graciously. "On this occasion, I think we can make an exception," she says, turning properly in his embrace at last so she might loop her arms around him in turn.
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
