I'm just a cherub riding comets through the night sky
Vesper’s snicker cuts low through the sea air, rich with amusement. "Hanged Man, huh?" he drawls, catching the edge of her thoughts like a leaf skimming a tidepool. "Ironic, that's the one me‘n my sisters just took over." He tilts his head, water slicking off the line of his jaw as he flashes her a grin that’s all teeth and velvet trouble. "You’ll have to come by sometime. Meet me for a drink. I’ll make it up to you." He grins. "Though if you’re plannin’ to brawl again, warn me first so I can charge cover at the door."
Colt's thoughts curl around his like smoke, hazy and sun-warmed, laced with soreness and a wry affection she never quite puts into words. It slips through his mind like riverstone—smooth, slow, something you could lean against and feel all the more refreshed for it. So when she tosses out that mutter about velvet, his smile sharpens, a slow gleam behind narrowed eyes. "Velvet, mm?" he echoes, one brow arching in a way that says he absolutely heard the subtext and intends to file it away for later. His gaze flicks deliberately toward the water where her thighs glisten beneath the blue, then back to her face, all lazy insinuation. "And here I thought women liked surprises."
But then she stumbles during this little experiment of hers, and whatever smugness he’d been wearing shifts fast into fluid motion. The moment her balance tips, his shadows surge like a tide beneath her feet, gentle but firm, while his hands catch her clean around the waist. The water slaps softly against them as he steadies her, one palm splayed along the small of her back, the other curled just beneath her ribs. It's familiar in a way that hints at reciprocity; she'd just spent days glued to his side, kicking and squeezing, curling her hands through whatever part of him she felt like.
"Careful now," he murmurs, voice low and smooth. "Don’t go fallin’ head over heels." He doesn’t let go right away. Doesn’t move except for the subtle draw of his thumb across her spine, slow and thoughtless before he's straightening a touch. "Hate to break it to you, but I have in fact always been this tall."
Colt's thoughts curl around his like smoke, hazy and sun-warmed, laced with soreness and a wry affection she never quite puts into words. It slips through his mind like riverstone—smooth, slow, something you could lean against and feel all the more refreshed for it. So when she tosses out that mutter about velvet, his smile sharpens, a slow gleam behind narrowed eyes. "Velvet, mm?" he echoes, one brow arching in a way that says he absolutely heard the subtext and intends to file it away for later. His gaze flicks deliberately toward the water where her thighs glisten beneath the blue, then back to her face, all lazy insinuation. "And here I thought women liked surprises."
But then she stumbles during this little experiment of hers, and whatever smugness he’d been wearing shifts fast into fluid motion. The moment her balance tips, his shadows surge like a tide beneath her feet, gentle but firm, while his hands catch her clean around the waist. The water slaps softly against them as he steadies her, one palm splayed along the small of her back, the other curled just beneath her ribs. It's familiar in a way that hints at reciprocity; she'd just spent days glued to his side, kicking and squeezing, curling her hands through whatever part of him she felt like.
"Careful now," he murmurs, voice low and smooth. "Don’t go fallin’ head over heels." He doesn’t let go right away. Doesn’t move except for the subtle draw of his thumb across her spine, slow and thoughtless before he's straightening a touch. "Hate to break it to you, but I have in fact always been this tall."
VESPER
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
