and I loved you so much it was making me sick
Vai doesn’t think anyone has told her she’s got to be happy before. Not someone as close as Zeph is to her right now, anyway, and the colour in her cheeks deepens. Still, she is not as drunk as he is, so the platitude is stored sweetly away for later contemplation; it’s not as though she can afford to let her attention slip from him when he’s like this, besides.
She hums against the pad of his thumb upon her lips, an eyebrow raising at the translation. ”Now you’ve gone and caught me off guard. I didn’t get you a pet name in return,” she protests quietly, though it’s at that moment that Zeph leans in and steals the wry smile away with the soft press of his mouth on hers.
It’s absolutely not what she’s expecting, and yet so much more at the same time. Definitely not the sort of kiss that begs for hurried breaths and stripping off layers. No, this is a slow burn, a kindling of something deeper, something Vai isn’t sure quite how she tripped and fell into. But it turns out there’s someone there to catch her, even if he’s currently off his tits.
And she wants more of it, which comes as an abrupt surprise for perhaps a second or two, nothing more. Then Vai is moving, turning with a shift of her hips to sit comfortably astride him, fingers sliding into the back of his hair. ”I’ll still want you then,” she murmurs. ”I want you now.”
She hums against the pad of his thumb upon her lips, an eyebrow raising at the translation. ”Now you’ve gone and caught me off guard. I didn’t get you a pet name in return,” she protests quietly, though it’s at that moment that Zeph leans in and steals the wry smile away with the soft press of his mouth on hers.
It’s absolutely not what she’s expecting, and yet so much more at the same time. Definitely not the sort of kiss that begs for hurried breaths and stripping off layers. No, this is a slow burn, a kindling of something deeper, something Vai isn’t sure quite how she tripped and fell into. But it turns out there’s someone there to catch her, even if he’s currently off his tits.
And she wants more of it, which comes as an abrupt surprise for perhaps a second or two, nothing more. Then Vai is moving, turning with a shift of her hips to sit comfortably astride him, fingers sliding into the back of his hair. ”I’ll still want you then,” she murmurs. ”I want you now.”
