Iskra
Find something you can hold on to
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
The chase becomes something of a frantic merry-go-round over the base of the rock. Yet as she attempts to clamber over it and to freedom, he's reaching out to grab hold of her and draw her back, in equal measure as he is to climb and crawl after her, ready to hunch like a gargoyle above her in order to return the bite she dropped. The assault of berries causes him to pinch his eyes shut for a moment and flinch back, a grumbled outcry rising, but like buckshot to a horror villain, it does little to slow him down in his pursuit.
He continues after the peals of her laughter until she at last succumbs to the smear of cheesecake too. "Oh, but I wanna share," he asserts, grinning like a man possessed around the wild moment, the chaos of delight nearly electric in the air between them. It's no difficult step then to tilt and angle his assault from a smearing of cheek to cheek, to the eager press of his lips against hers, hands reaching up to bracket against her hip and her jaw, holding her in the breathless scope of affection. He only relents here and there to permit the draw of breath, but never enough to fully part, meaning to swallow every dessert-laden kiss he can. He continues to fold over her, placements of his steps careful as he joins her perch on the rocks, leaning in to sink against her with more of his body length, always chasing as much contact with her as he can.
He continues after the peals of her laughter until she at last succumbs to the smear of cheesecake too. "Oh, but I wanna share," he asserts, grinning like a man possessed around the wild moment, the chaos of delight nearly electric in the air between them. It's no difficult step then to tilt and angle his assault from a smearing of cheek to cheek, to the eager press of his lips against hers, hands reaching up to bracket against her hip and her jaw, holding her in the breathless scope of affection. He only relents here and there to permit the draw of breath, but never enough to fully part, meaning to swallow every dessert-laden kiss he can. He continues to fold over her, placements of his steps careful as he joins her perch on the rocks, leaning in to sink against her with more of his body length, always chasing as much contact with her as he can.
Find somewhere you can come home to
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
