And it burns like a gin and I like it,
Just as she'd suspected, his smirk pushes aside any bitterness or animosity in light of the heat sparking between where his chest presses against her shoulder. Thal raises an 'unimpressed' eyebrow, her voice purring with amusement at his presumption. "Aren't you the arrogant one?" And as if getting his attention had been the furthest thing from her mind, she looks away, raising her glass to her lips again. It's a teasing dance of acknowledgement, a give and take that tells him she wants him in pursuit.
At his question, she lets out a playfully dramatic hum that sings through the air, thick with suggestion. "Hmm. The kind that I won't easily forget - something that'll leave me breathless." She almost says the last word at a whisper, drawing him in as her head tilts again, exposing the pale length of her neck as it slopes down to her chest. She lets Piece get a good look before she turns to glance up through the dark curtain of her lashes at him, a feline smile on her face. "You have any ideas? Something that might cure my boredom?"
At his question, she lets out a playfully dramatic hum that sings through the air, thick with suggestion. "Hmm. The kind that I won't easily forget - something that'll leave me breathless." She almost says the last word at a whisper, drawing him in as her head tilts again, exposing the pale length of her neck as it slopes down to her chest. She lets Piece get a good look before she turns to glance up through the dark curtain of her lashes at him, a feline smile on her face. "You have any ideas? Something that might cure my boredom?"
Thalassa
put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
