flora
"Pffft. It's me that they're coming ( wink ) to listen to, and unlike you, they don't care if I fake it." Flora counters. "Besides, I ought to take the price of an incidentals that get broken in the process out of your cut." She adds, if only because Jack had been the one to opt to fuck her ontop of the crates instead of, you know, the couches just a few feet away. Not that she was complaining, but business was business.
"I absolutely do not promise that." Flora trills, before stepping back to let the moonlight pool against his skin. What she saw had her flinching ever so slightly; where the stars on his face were obvious at least they were small. This wound its way up the entirety of his left side, and though she absolutely hated the reason that it was there, she couldn't deny that it looked so fucking cool. Reaching out, her fingers trace the coils of the snake, pressing softly against the whorls of stars before marking the serpent's fangs with the press of her nails. "Why a snake?"
"I absolutely do not promise that." Flora trills, before stepping back to let the moonlight pool against his skin. What she saw had her flinching ever so slightly; where the stars on his face were obvious at least they were small. This wound its way up the entirety of his left side, and though she absolutely hated the reason that it was there, she couldn't deny that it looked so fucking cool. Reaching out, her fingers trace the coils of the snake, pressing softly against the whorls of stars before marking the serpent's fangs with the press of her nails. "Why a snake?"
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
