KIADA
your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth;
that you are ruined
There’s a small laugh that slips from her again as he agrees, pressing a kiss to her cheek that she leans into gently, hand shifting in his to squeeze his own and settles into the space he gives her as his arm wraps around her, providing warmth and love within the simple gesture. She sets the glass on the table and leans into him further, head propped gently on his shoulder.
His comment sparks a small flush to cross her cheeks – still finding herself not lucky, not worthy, but she knows that he views her as such. And really, that’s all that matters. He cares, he’s there for her, and she couldn’t have wished for anything or anyone better. Her head nuzzles into his chest a bit more before she tilts her head up to look at him. “I’m pretty lucky to have you, Chuy.” She replies equally quiet, soft, gentle and tender in all the ways it needs to be.
His comment sparks a small flush to cross her cheeks – still finding herself not lucky, not worthy, but she knows that he views her as such. And really, that’s all that matters. He cares, he’s there for her, and she couldn’t have wished for anything or anyone better. Her head nuzzles into his chest a bit more before she tilts her head up to look at him. “I’m pretty lucky to have you, Chuy.” She replies equally quiet, soft, gentle and tender in all the ways it needs to be.
and you wonder why he lets you,
the butcher
touch him
the sun
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
