you can't see, we've been falling from the 5th story, hope we don't hit the surface
A huff of a laugh accompanies the “oh nooo.” that leaves him in agreement to her, jostled ever so slightly as she tugs at his lapels. He rids himself of his cup as well, unsure and uncaring where it lands as his eyes wholly focus on her and the way the neon hues of the water reflect against her skin, even from this distance. “Can’t have that, can we?” He teases – about the cold, of course, not the latter that has a spark of mischief crossing his gaze.
“You’re the doctor here, aren’t you? Perhaps I burned myself. Perhaps you need a closer look.” He’s also offering those leading teases, his head nearing hers as if it’s some secret he doesn’t want anyone else to overhear. Not like it matters, they’re alone in this corner of the Boondocks anyway – most people finding it too cold to be so close to the ocean as they are. But his hands find her hips and he relaxes his shoulders, the metal one sinking a fraction more due to the weight of it, allowing her all the ability to undress him as she sees fit.
“You’re the doctor here, aren’t you? Perhaps I burned myself. Perhaps you need a closer look.” He’s also offering those leading teases, his head nearing hers as if it’s some secret he doesn’t want anyone else to overhear. Not like it matters, they’re alone in this corner of the Boondocks anyway – most people finding it too cold to be so close to the ocean as they are. But his hands find her hips and he relaxes his shoulders, the metal one sinking a fraction more due to the weight of it, allowing her all the ability to undress him as she sees fit.
VARUS
