if it falls, I would hold on for all it's worth.

Isla

to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering

Smiling, even at the first words that slip past Ever's lips, as if she already knows what else he's going to say, Isla's fingers smooth affectionately through the back of his hair, her body both seeming to tense and relax beneath the warm weight of his hands. "See," she says, as if nothing around them being perishable is something he'd also considered beforehand, "I told you that everything about this seemed perfect."

The laugh that chimes the air between them is cut off voluntarily as Isla leans in to close the space between them once more, the Remedy relaxing further into Ever's lap and taking every opportunity she can to reacquaint herself with the taste of his mouth and the way his body feels beneath her own. "Yes," she adds, albeit as a brief afterthought, in case the aviator needs more solid confirmation, "I would very much like to continue."

She already is, on that note, Isla melting flush against him and letting the hand in his hair drop to smooth down his chest, as if to memorise every part of him she can get hold of.

fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!