LOCKE
There's something poetic or maybe a little fucked up about making out in the Court with the fucking Queen but frankly, Locke's never been one for dignity or whatever. She's just as eager as he is and he's going to take everything she has to give him. He pulls her against him, hands finding familiar but different curves. His fingers dig into her hips, content to leave his mark on her again.
He pulls away only to steal a half breath before he's devouring her again. She tasted sweet and spicy, like a warm tea and something else he couldn't place. Something so familiar that it almost quelled the bone deep ache he had for her. Finally, he pulls away from her lips, tilting her head to the side as he trails kisses down to her neck. He doesn't ask, he's tired of asking, and instead he simply bites. There are no fangs, no drawing of blood, but he marks her just the same.
"I love you, I've always loved you." He breathes against her skin, punctuating it with bites and kisses as if he can force her into feeling how much he means it. He knows what he says is dangerous but he's wanted to say it ever since that night on the beach. He's wanted to say it every day he saw her with their son. He doesn't expect it back, but she needs to know.
He pulls away only to steal a half breath before he's devouring her again. She tasted sweet and spicy, like a warm tea and something else he couldn't place. Something so familiar that it almost quelled the bone deep ache he had for her. Finally, he pulls away from her lips, tilting her head to the side as he trails kisses down to her neck. He doesn't ask, he's tired of asking, and instead he simply bites. There are no fangs, no drawing of blood, but he marks her just the same.
"I love you, I've always loved you." He breathes against her skin, punctuating it with bites and kisses as if he can force her into feeling how much he means it. He knows what he says is dangerous but he's wanted to say it ever since that night on the beach. He's wanted to say it every day he saw her with their son. He doesn't expect it back, but she needs to know.
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
