Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
It's with no small amount of disappointment that she feels the fur dissolve into shadows beneath her fingers, winding through them like mist. She feels his skin solidify under her hand, warm through the deep opening of his shirt, the constellations dancing around her fingertips. His pulse is fast and faint, though she can feel his every breath, the way they constrict with her movements while she feels the tight grasp of his hands. It makes her smile, sharp and full of predatory delight. "We should." Her voice is still a whispering purr, quiet like she might frighten her prey.
The trailing of his hands has her spine straightening, a bracing tension spreading through her body, one that has her grin widening. She leans closer, hands holding firm against his chest as her head tilts, teasing and accusing all the same. "Are you sure this wasn't your real intention for asking me here?" There's a bubble of laughter that presses against her chest, a thrill heating her gaze as the primal instincts remember every second of their last meeting. She certainly won't complain.
The trailing of his hands has her spine straightening, a bracing tension spreading through her body, one that has her grin widening. She leans closer, hands holding firm against his chest as her head tilts, teasing and accusing all the same. "Are you sure this wasn't your real intention for asking me here?" There's a bubble of laughter that presses against her chest, a thrill heating her gaze as the primal instincts remember every second of their last meeting. She certainly won't complain.
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
