we used to play outside when we were young & full of life & full of love
Serious and silly, the perfect combination to disarm you - and that's what she's managed to do. You show no sign of stopping in your affections, turning next to kiss the fingers that play across your scruff, your hold on her tightening as you do. "I can do that," you murmur against her, raising an eyebrow to punctuate it. Already you can feel yourself getting lost, the nagging awareness that you were supposed to be paying attention to something thoroughly dwarfed by a lack of fucks for anything but the woman in your arms.
But you were supposed to be paying attention to something, Zephyr. You were supposed to pay attention to the birds.
Whether from boredom, irritation, or just to be a shit, Noe decides that this is the opportune time to hop right off your shoulder and take to the sky. You only manage to get out half a strangled curse before dropping down into the ocean, all sense of stability lost.
"Fuckin' cunt-sucker!" is the colorful refrain that heralds your return to the surface of the sea. "See if I feed you again! Bird-brained son-of-a ghost whale's shit!" You're treading water and sputtering, as you look around for Vai. So much for your romantic moment. Here's what you get for thinking with your cock.
But you were supposed to be paying attention to something, Zephyr. You were supposed to pay attention to the birds.
Whether from boredom, irritation, or just to be a shit, Noe decides that this is the opportune time to hop right off your shoulder and take to the sky. You only manage to get out half a strangled curse before dropping down into the ocean, all sense of stability lost.
"Fuckin' cunt-sucker!" is the colorful refrain that heralds your return to the surface of the sea. "See if I feed you again! Bird-brained son-of-a ghost whale's shit!" You're treading water and sputtering, as you look around for Vai. So much for your romantic moment. Here's what you get for thinking with your cock.
zephyr
