let me step a little bolder

Isla

one bright morning goes so easy

Isla wishes she had a real answer for Ever - if she finds out how, exactly, she'll be sure to tell him, but for now all she's got are bitten back moans and the way her own hands are likely going to leave faint marks on his skin in her efforts to keep quiet. Arched deliciously against him in every way he clutches her close, the Remedy's fingers tangle into the back of his curls, and she almost can't resist glancing down between them, able to catch brief glimpses of the snap of his hips, of the play of mist and light and shadow against the muscles of his back.

Tightening her ankles around Ever's waist and forcing in a shuddering breath to keep from moaning her open-mouthed pleasure at his touch, if anything Isla wants to tell the aviator he can do better than this when it comes to too rough, but gods, she can't even trust herself to whisper. It's only as she forces a hand between them in order to pleasure herself that a soft gasp breaks past her lips, barely loud enough to draw attention, but certainly enough for the two of them to know she's failed to comply with their self-imposed rules.

darkness always finds you either way

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!