And it burns like a gin and I like it,
She loves that arrogant look, the one that tells of his pleasure and promises her more. She grins in return, a sharply seductive beast that flickers across her features, fanged and possessive in all the ways that might scare off a lesser man, but Thal knows he can take it. It's why she taps a suggestive finger against his muscled chest and reaffirms her opinion with a bite of her lip. "Yeah. Although I think we might have to do it again just to be sure." In case it had just been a fluke or the lingering crowd of the bar.
An airy whisp of laughter escapes as he pulls her closer, the cadence of her heart singing with the hum of her body pressed to his. There's a lightness to it all, a freeing of burdens that has her head swimming pleasantly in the aftermath of her purple baptism. Only the sound and feel of Pierce fills her, the sensations flaring again as his teeth nip at her ear and his warm breath make her eyes flutter closed. The heady approval is distractedly offered when he draws back, the word "Good" barely past her lips before he's sealing them against his.
Thal loses herself in the kiss, letting it consume her and feed her in a vicious cycle that has her simultaneously feeling full and empty. It's perfect in every way that leaves her wanting more. She arches into him, unable and unwilling to be the first to pull away no matter how much her lungs scream for breath, her mind only concerned with Pierce and every way that they touch.
An airy whisp of laughter escapes as he pulls her closer, the cadence of her heart singing with the hum of her body pressed to his. There's a lightness to it all, a freeing of burdens that has her head swimming pleasantly in the aftermath of her purple baptism. Only the sound and feel of Pierce fills her, the sensations flaring again as his teeth nip at her ear and his warm breath make her eyes flutter closed. The heady approval is distractedly offered when he draws back, the word "Good" barely past her lips before he's sealing them against his.
Thal loses herself in the kiss, letting it consume her and feed her in a vicious cycle that has her simultaneously feeling full and empty. It's perfect in every way that leaves her wanting more. She arches into him, unable and unwilling to be the first to pull away no matter how much her lungs scream for breath, her mind only concerned with Pierce and every way that they touch.
Thalassa
put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
