Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
Surprised to hear Ever call out around the room, if only because she is still unused to hearing him be so bold, Isla can't help her bout of laughter as she leans against him as if to peer around at the several pairs of eyes suddenly averting. "Of course, of course. I'd not want you to be kicked out just before you were about to make your way home," she says, straightening back up to resume her slow undressing of him.
Tilting her head up just so, as if to perfectly catch the soft rumble of his words as they trickle into her ear, Isla is absolutely not surprised to hear the first few points that drip from his lips. "Isn't that a happy coincidence," she murmurs, her own voice lowering to something close to a whisper, "because I happen to enjoy doing the telling." Even when it had been telling Ever to roll her over and fuck her roughly into the sheets.
Successfully popping open another button, the Remedy takes a second to slip her fingers inside his shirt as if to warm them against the heat of his skin, though she's no less attentive to the conversation. "And what else?"
Tilting her head up just so, as if to perfectly catch the soft rumble of his words as they trickle into her ear, Isla is absolutely not surprised to hear the first few points that drip from his lips. "Isn't that a happy coincidence," she murmurs, her own voice lowering to something close to a whisper, "because I happen to enjoy doing the telling." Even when it had been telling Ever to roll her over and fuck her roughly into the sheets.
Successfully popping open another button, the Remedy takes a second to slip her fingers inside his shirt as if to warm them against the heat of his skin, though she's no less attentive to the conversation. "And what else?"
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
