we write out the ends on our palms, then forget to read
"I was trying to be a—" A fresh surge of heat ripples up through Flora's core at the simultaneous press of Jack's lips and the feel of his fingers against her skin. "—good friend." She huffs as a breathless laugh escapes her lips before what he says next has her swallowing hard against a new rush of memories. "I've never been gagged before." Flora says, before her smile turns crooked and she shrugs at what she's just realized is a lie. She has, she supposes if gagging herself on Jack's cock counted.
His parting kiss has a warm and affectionate glow brightening Flora's thoughts as she too sinks further down into the water. Remaining where she was if only so that she could spread out her arms and freely kick her legs to move around, the Doubletake glances back up toward the pastel sky. "I'd say we should stay and find out if I thought I could stand the cold." She murmurs. Even beneath the water the steam from the hot springs was barely enough to keep her face from feeling cold and tight, and she was fairly sure that if they lingered much longer her nose was going to start running. "At least we can both say we're free of the void." Gods knew they'd both encountered too-purple critters as of late.
His parting kiss has a warm and affectionate glow brightening Flora's thoughts as she too sinks further down into the water. Remaining where she was if only so that she could spread out her arms and freely kick her legs to move around, the Doubletake glances back up toward the pastel sky. "I'd say we should stay and find out if I thought I could stand the cold." She murmurs. Even beneath the water the steam from the hot springs was barely enough to keep her face from feeling cold and tight, and she was fairly sure that if they lingered much longer her nose was going to start running. "At least we can both say we're free of the void." Gods knew they'd both encountered too-purple critters as of late.
