i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
"I know, but.." Ever's eyebrows raise marginally as he looks at her once again, his expression utterly pleading as if at a loss to articulate how it was that yes, evening having seen her in nothing at all, there was something wildly attractive about seeing her in her bathing suit.
Having not realized the concern he'd been carrying in his shoulders, as Isla confirms that she won't be turning to stone anytime soon, he relaxes considerably. Trailing behind her, because he's a gentleman and not just for the view, he takes advantage of the way she pauses in the shallows to press his lips softly to the top of one of her shoulders. "The bottom is entirely clear, so once we're a bit away from the outer wall, you can see all the way down to the ocean." Or, on a day when the ocean was visible, you could.
"Oh? I never have." Taking a few steps forward until the water was around his waist, Ever turned, his fingers tugging against Isla's. "I've never even been to the Climb."
Having not realized the concern he'd been carrying in his shoulders, as Isla confirms that she won't be turning to stone anytime soon, he relaxes considerably. Trailing behind her, because he's a gentleman and not just for the view, he takes advantage of the way she pauses in the shallows to press his lips softly to the top of one of her shoulders. "The bottom is entirely clear, so once we're a bit away from the outer wall, you can see all the way down to the ocean." Or, on a day when the ocean was visible, you could.
"Oh? I never have." Taking a few steps forward until the water was around his waist, Ever turned, his fingers tugging against Isla's. "I've never even been to the Climb."
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