// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
Everest’s eagerness is happily received, even as they start to walk toward the stairs and their hands shuffle in ways that the Attuned questions. “Interlaced.” He confirms, giving the aviator a squeeze and an equal grin back as he guides him toward the room.
He chuckles lightly and nods, shrugging a shoulder to offer “or, I suppose, a place you can let loose and relax.” Which he doesn’t expect to be such a sterile space when he walks in. He takes it in, though, immediately moving toward the bed to sink into the… surprisingly not great mattress.
He feels like he’s a teenager again and it’s his first fuck. But he supposes that’s part of the point? Stretching out like a cat, Thorn peers at Everest from whichever place he decides to sit and flashes a smile (made brighter by the white everything surrounding them). “So, where would you like to start?” He asks, placing the ball entirely in Everest’s court, looking very much out of place.
He chuckles lightly and nods, shrugging a shoulder to offer “or, I suppose, a place you can let loose and relax.” Which he doesn’t expect to be such a sterile space when he walks in. He takes it in, though, immediately moving toward the bed to sink into the… surprisingly not great mattress.
He feels like he’s a teenager again and it’s his first fuck. But he supposes that’s part of the point? Stretching out like a cat, Thorn peers at Everest from whichever place he decides to sit and flashes a smile (made brighter by the white everything surrounding them). “So, where would you like to start?” He asks, placing the ball entirely in Everest’s court, looking very much out of place.
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
