flora
Flora raises a brow, though her gaze drops coyly to her hands as she mumbles, "Never knew I had ice magic before," the words feathering soft with sarcasm. When she looks back up at him, one brow arches higher as her head tilts slightly to the side, aqua eyes wide with mischief.
By the time Jack returns to the bed, the space between them has cooled that too-tender ache back into something far more familiar, and Flora slips easily into it. Her bare legs slide over his lap, curling against him with casual claim as she takes the glass from his hand with a pleased little hum. Letting the liquor linger on her tongue, she savours the warmth before swallowing, shivering at the delicious burn that coils low in her belly.
Her smile flashes bright and wicked as she tilts the glass his way. "Yeah, but last time I was raiding your shit I was also trying to make you fall in love with me." The grin that follows is sharp enough to glitter. "This time I’m just trying to get into your pants."
By the time Jack returns to the bed, the space between them has cooled that too-tender ache back into something far more familiar, and Flora slips easily into it. Her bare legs slide over his lap, curling against him with casual claim as she takes the glass from his hand with a pleased little hum. Letting the liquor linger on her tongue, she savours the warmth before swallowing, shivering at the delicious burn that coils low in her belly.
Her smile flashes bright and wicked as she tilts the glass his way. "Yeah, but last time I was raiding your shit I was also trying to make you fall in love with me." The grin that follows is sharp enough to glitter. "This time I’m just trying to get into your pants."
you're under the feeling like teenagers in cars
it ain't robbing or stealing if the moment is ours
it ain't robbing or stealing if the moment is ours
