DEIMOS
the fire can't touch me
for I have burned too many times
for I have burned too many times
He arched a brow in the ensuing wait – heart beating in a rapid ricochet as she approached, processing the inevitable. Expectations clustered and coiled in a myriad of directions, with his mind wandering in variety of calculations – most ensuing into more intimate notions. He glanced downward at her approach, piercing eyes drinking, taking, her in, skin undulating in a brief shudder at her hands along his waist. He didn’t quite trust himself to unfurl away from the current position of his arms laden across his chest –
And then to be teased and taunted thereafter only ensued another rapid snort. The breath he’d been holding measured in a long, drifting sigh, but he consented nonetheless, already agreeing to the terms from before, even if she seemed to stretch them out as some other layer of punishment. “Fine,” came on a cheekier notation, taking the compliment instead and nothing else; for he hadn’t been the victor.
Instead, he snagged at their discarded clothing with a rapid twist and turn of the Air, hastening them into separated piles to either be snagged or ignored for the moment, floating and flickering along behind them.
{FIN}
And then to be teased and taunted thereafter only ensued another rapid snort. The breath he’d been holding measured in a long, drifting sigh, but he consented nonetheless, already agreeing to the terms from before, even if she seemed to stretch them out as some other layer of punishment. “Fine,” came on a cheekier notation, taking the compliment instead and nothing else; for he hadn’t been the victor.
Instead, he snagged at their discarded clothing with a rapid twist and turn of the Air, hastening them into separated piles to either be snagged or ignored for the moment, floating and flickering along behind them.
{FIN}
the sea can't harm me
for I have been drowning all my life
for I have been drowning all my life
