EVEREST
Lifting his eyes for a moment Ever's laugh is as joyful as it is helpless. Every part of him feels suddenly alive, and gods if he'd thought Dahlia's kiss had been a paradigm shift hearing Isla Lockwood say she loved him was the sort of thing that would leave him forever changed.
Drawn back into the here and now by her arms around his neck and her lips against his mouth, the sudden hot press of her had his boundless exhilaration shoved to the side by an emotion no less powerful despite how readily and easily Isla was able to draw it out of him. Moaning softly against her lips, his hands drop to her thighs in order to encourage them around his waist before his fingertips traced the bottom of her bathing suit with idle frustration.
Fervently writing curses with his lips and tongue about just how much he hated how her bathing suit was like a second skin against a body he suddenly wanted to feel beneath his palms, the Ever parts from the Remedy as his breath hiccuped past his parted lips. Forcing his tense fingers to relax from where they'd grasped possessively against her thighs, the aviator made himself exhale slowly before offering Isla a look that was as apologetic as needy.
Drawn back into the here and now by her arms around his neck and her lips against his mouth, the sudden hot press of her had his boundless exhilaration shoved to the side by an emotion no less powerful despite how readily and easily Isla was able to draw it out of him. Moaning softly against her lips, his hands drop to her thighs in order to encourage them around his waist before his fingertips traced the bottom of her bathing suit with idle frustration.
Fervently writing curses with his lips and tongue about just how much he hated how her bathing suit was like a second skin against a body he suddenly wanted to feel beneath his palms, the Ever parts from the Remedy as his breath hiccuped past his parted lips. Forcing his tense fingers to relax from where they'd grasped possessively against her thighs, the aviator made himself exhale slowly before offering Isla a look that was as apologetic as needy.
They say the odds are stacked against us, babe
We're a cactus waiting for our desert rain
We're a cactus waiting for our desert rain
