// not yet corpses, still we rot //
Another rumbling laugh leaves the Ascended, a slight shake of his head as their trajectory changes. “Suppose that’s true.” He mutters, shrugging his shoulder with the metal arm on it as his gaze finds her face again. “I do love being seen most days, though. Especially by you.” This comes out more as a tease as the dirt path turns to cobblestone beneath their feet, covered in a small dusting of snow – a well worn footpath among the rest of them.
“I’ll definitely be wearing the mask.” He agrees surprisingly bright – a chipper tone in his voice as he flashes a bright fanged grin Isla’s way as he leans in to whisper in her ear. He can see the small tells of a shiver and it brings a silver flush to his cheeks, his steps slowing a fraction as he considers what she says, remaining close by her ear. “There’s other ways.” He offers with a light purr slipping into his tone.
And with the way he’s grown quite distracted, they pause just briefly outside that special room of the Grounds, for Varus to lean in and press a kiss to her neck just under her ear as his arm tightens around her shoulders.
“I’ll definitely be wearing the mask.” He agrees surprisingly bright – a chipper tone in his voice as he flashes a bright fanged grin Isla’s way as he leans in to whisper in her ear. He can see the small tells of a shiver and it brings a silver flush to his cheeks, his steps slowing a fraction as he considers what she says, remaining close by her ear. “There’s other ways.” He offers with a light purr slipping into his tone.
And with the way he’s grown quite distracted, they pause just briefly outside that special room of the Grounds, for Varus to lean in and press a kiss to her neck just under her ear as his arm tightens around her shoulders.
VARUS
