you spoke some quick new music

your eyes across a crowded room, just like it's only me and you

Releasing his grasp of her shoulder, Everest allows both hands to slide back towards her hips, his fingers sinking against her skin and grasping hard enough that a distant constellation of bruises will appear the next morning. The shiver of her flesh followed by the clap of skin is enough to tantalize the aviator's senses, but were it not for the fact that this was Isla, that's all it would be. That's all it had been, for weeks, and though the aviator would have been ashamed to admit it given how often he'd thought of the Remedy, he'd forgotten entirely the effect she had on him, because by gods he was in love with her already, and that made it all the sweeter.

Pitching forward, one hand braced by Isla's head, Ever turns to tease at her earlobe with his teeth as he once again slides his hand between her thighs. Rolling the pad of his middle finger against her clit, the aviator moaned against the shell of her ear as he felt the dark heat of her body beginning to encompass him to the point that he'd not have been surprised to see that Isla had plucked the fire from the hearth and covered herself in it.

Looking at Isla in the mirror, it felt for a moment like seeing someone else fuck her such that the aviator began to thrust harder, as if he might outpace the man in the glass and bring Isla to orgasm before he could.