Flora
She pulls a face immediately, all scrunched nose and scandalised gasp as she groans, "Ewwwwuh, Kaisel." with as much drawn-out, dramatic flair as she can manage. "That's disgusting." But her eyes sparkle, and despite the protest, it’s clear she’s biting back laughter even as she rolls her eyes. "As if you had any control to begin with."
When he catches her wrist she pauses, brows arching high in faux innocence, gaze sliding toward his hand like she’s trying to decide whether to make a scene about it or not. But then her smirk deepens, slow and sly, and her head tilts, curls dripping water onto his chest. "Sleepover travesty?" she echoes, incredulous and deeply amused. "Excuse me, but that night was the first time I’d ever actually considered wanting to sleep with you." The laugh that tumbles free is light and careless, her teeth flashing in a grin as she adds, "If you can run anywhere right now, I’m taking that as a personal insult."
With an audible groan, she starts to peel herself off him, her limbs very much protesting the idea of motion. "Gods," she mutters, staggering slightly as she gets her knees beneath her. Her thighs tremble faintly, the ache delicious and all too fresh, and as she glances down at where his legs are still tangled in the remnants of his pants, her grin returns in full. "Can't wait to see you shimmy your way out of those," she says sweetly, holding out a hand to help him up.
When he catches her wrist she pauses, brows arching high in faux innocence, gaze sliding toward his hand like she’s trying to decide whether to make a scene about it or not. But then her smirk deepens, slow and sly, and her head tilts, curls dripping water onto his chest. "Sleepover travesty?" she echoes, incredulous and deeply amused. "Excuse me, but that night was the first time I’d ever actually considered wanting to sleep with you." The laugh that tumbles free is light and careless, her teeth flashing in a grin as she adds, "If you can run anywhere right now, I’m taking that as a personal insult."
With an audible groan, she starts to peel herself off him, her limbs very much protesting the idea of motion. "Gods," she mutters, staggering slightly as she gets her knees beneath her. Her thighs tremble faintly, the ache delicious and all too fresh, and as she glances down at where his legs are still tangled in the remnants of his pants, her grin returns in full. "Can't wait to see you shimmy your way out of those," she says sweetly, holding out a hand to help him up.
I hope you're sweating the bigger stuff,
finding some peace in an honest love
Hope you stop when you've had enough & throw the towel in
finding some peace in an honest love
Hope you stop when you've had enough & throw the towel in
Code stolen from Queen Sky
