suddenly i'm spinning like a ceiling fan, around and 'round we go
She does have claws - that much she’s made very apparent. But without being strong enough yet to partial shift them for emphasis, Caly hopes he simply takes her at her word. So far, though, his smirk is met with one of her own. A yes, followed by a don’t fuck with me Kaisel, I bite.
But it all drops away for the grand reveal, the way she leans into him to give him exactly the answer she’s sure he isn’t expecting from how he’d answered them previously. The bomb is dropped, her mom’s name dropping from her lips like a well concealed weapon before she leans away, confident and cocky, arrogant and beautiful. And as he tracks her, her answering smile is a knowing smirk. “Actual star stars.” She practically purrs, shoulders wiggling in a playful movement.
His smile after, though, is just as sunny as her own and she’s captivated for a brief moment by the vibrance of it. Her owns mile twists a touch softer, gentler, until he’s complimenting her in all the ways that a boy would and Caly can’t help but to let the golden chime of a laugh escape her throat as she nods. She almost has half a mind to tell him that she’d given up diving into the stars for whatever commitment he had to make back at the Hanged Man.
But she remains silent, because his hands are warm as they find her thighs and she leans into him, craving the warmth and closeness when she’s suddenly hoisted into his lap. Practically melting into him, relishing for a moment in the strength in his arms, her own loop around his neck and thread up the nape of his neck to drag her fingers through his dark hair. “Sure do, baby.” She breathes a little pleased sound as his lips find her neck, her fingertips tightening in his hair as she tilts her head. Her dress, hitched up around her hips now that she’s straddling his lap, is forgotten almost immediately as she arches her spine to press against him, keeping him close and her pressed in tight but malleable like the feline shift under her skin. "What's it like?" She teases in a lower, sultry tone of voice, pressing the side of her cheek against his temple.
But it all drops away for the grand reveal, the way she leans into him to give him exactly the answer she’s sure he isn’t expecting from how he’d answered them previously. The bomb is dropped, her mom’s name dropping from her lips like a well concealed weapon before she leans away, confident and cocky, arrogant and beautiful. And as he tracks her, her answering smile is a knowing smirk. “Actual star stars.” She practically purrs, shoulders wiggling in a playful movement.
His smile after, though, is just as sunny as her own and she’s captivated for a brief moment by the vibrance of it. Her owns mile twists a touch softer, gentler, until he’s complimenting her in all the ways that a boy would and Caly can’t help but to let the golden chime of a laugh escape her throat as she nods. She almost has half a mind to tell him that she’d given up diving into the stars for whatever commitment he had to make back at the Hanged Man.
But she remains silent, because his hands are warm as they find her thighs and she leans into him, craving the warmth and closeness when she’s suddenly hoisted into his lap. Practically melting into him, relishing for a moment in the strength in his arms, her own loop around his neck and thread up the nape of his neck to drag her fingers through his dark hair. “Sure do, baby.” She breathes a little pleased sound as his lips find her neck, her fingertips tightening in his hair as she tilts her head. Her dress, hitched up around her hips now that she’s straddling his lap, is forgotten almost immediately as she arches her spine to press against him, keeping him close and her pressed in tight but malleable like the feline shift under her skin. "What's it like?" She teases in a lower, sultry tone of voice, pressing the side of her cheek against his temple.
Calypso
suddenly i will never be alone
