"Mm, I suppose." Dahlia's agreement suggests that she's not interested in war or the differences in men before and after it any more; her eyes track Sunjata as he gets to his feet, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't grateful for him leaving the rest of the whiskey and the food for her. If she can't indulge in him, maybe she can at least continue to sample Caido's other earthly pleasures.
Oh but then he reaches across and her breath catches in her chest a little; the pressure from his claw, the soft press of his lips, his tantalising withdrawal to the door. Heat plumes in her belly with nowhere to go, and she sits back on the bed to spy his departing silhouette. "I plan to," she purrs in response, though she's not sure how much sleeping she'll accomplish.
~FIN
Oh but then he reaches across and her breath catches in her chest a little; the pressure from his claw, the soft press of his lips, his tantalising withdrawal to the door. Heat plumes in her belly with nowhere to go, and she sits back on the bed to spy his departing silhouette. "I plan to," she purrs in response, though she's not sure how much sleeping she'll accomplish.
~FIN
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
