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You put the cool in the breeze
You put the weak here in my knees
You put me right where I'm supposed to be
In your blue-eyed sea, and I wanna sail away
You put the weak here in my knees
You put me right where I'm supposed to be
In your blue-eyed sea, and I wanna sail away
Humble is one of the last words she'd use to describe Vesper, and the look she cuts him when he drops it suggests she doesn't buy it for one second. She lets him get away with it though, until the disbelief can't help but huff out with a soft laugh when he tells her unlatching gates is easy. She's half a mind to tell him she thought the same thing, but when he'd been given that chore, it was the only one he complained about. Thankfully the smarter half keeps a hold of those words, knowing full well it was more than gate duty nipping at him that day.
"Won't matter," she says with an amused expression, "don't think there's much that could keep you out." Not out of fences, or her thoughts. "Although," she adds, an off-handed warning. "Sunjata is working on electrifying them, so you might wanna keep that in mind if you do go around forcing rodeos onto people's porches. Would hate to see your hair stand all on end." She nearly regrets it after she says it. Seeing him get caught unawares for once and be literally shocked would be a sight worth seeing.
He always moves so languid that when he's quick it's always a surprise. He's sudden and smooth, the smirk she'd had on dropping off the instant he draws her in. Her breath catches audibly, body tightening against his, heart leaping like it means to break past the bone to get closer. Her breath continues to stumble in her throat as he leans close, his words curling at the corner of her mouth like smoke, undoubtedly catching off the heat rising in her as her body answers before her mind can catch up.
Date stuff, she exhales a laugh, too quiet to break properly from everything in her he's shaken. “I don’t have any pants on,” is all she can manage, one solid truth amid all the flutter of flame and promise he stokes with just the presence of his lips. Her fingers flex against his chest, grabbing at first against the fabric, about to yank the rest of the distance away because he's already so close that it's a hell of a lot easier to just submit to the temptation now, night sky be damned.
She hums with the faintest smile, relenting to his challenge as she instead applies a light pressure to his chest, pushing as she steps back. Just enough space to catch some fresh air before she drowns in him, especially if he means for her to keep going anywhere. She coaxes her smirk back with the small gap, crooked and fond as she tips her head toward the lantern trail. “C’mon then, let’s go find your stars before I start pretending lanterns count.”
"Won't matter," she says with an amused expression, "don't think there's much that could keep you out." Not out of fences, or her thoughts. "Although," she adds, an off-handed warning. "Sunjata is working on electrifying them, so you might wanna keep that in mind if you do go around forcing rodeos onto people's porches. Would hate to see your hair stand all on end." She nearly regrets it after she says it. Seeing him get caught unawares for once and be literally shocked would be a sight worth seeing.
He always moves so languid that when he's quick it's always a surprise. He's sudden and smooth, the smirk she'd had on dropping off the instant he draws her in. Her breath catches audibly, body tightening against his, heart leaping like it means to break past the bone to get closer. Her breath continues to stumble in her throat as he leans close, his words curling at the corner of her mouth like smoke, undoubtedly catching off the heat rising in her as her body answers before her mind can catch up.
Date stuff, she exhales a laugh, too quiet to break properly from everything in her he's shaken. “I don’t have any pants on,” is all she can manage, one solid truth amid all the flutter of flame and promise he stokes with just the presence of his lips. Her fingers flex against his chest, grabbing at first against the fabric, about to yank the rest of the distance away because he's already so close that it's a hell of a lot easier to just submit to the temptation now, night sky be damned.
She hums with the faintest smile, relenting to his challenge as she instead applies a light pressure to his chest, pushing as she steps back. Just enough space to catch some fresh air before she drowns in him, especially if he means for her to keep going anywhere. She coaxes her smirk back with the small gap, crooked and fond as she tips her head toward the lantern trail. “C’mon then, let’s go find your stars before I start pretending lanterns count.”
You knock me out kiss by kiss
I need you baby, sip by sip
Sit back and let me drink you in
I'm fallin' for you, over and over and over again
I need you baby, sip by sip
Sit back and let me drink you in
I'm fallin' for you, over and over and over again
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
