She’s covered in plenty of small scars, and those she cares so little about. It’s just the one, stark and ugly and obvious. Yet he ignores it, kissing around it but saying nothing more. His hands keep roving, and she does not stop him.
The thing that he does comment on is the tattoo. She smiles slightly, leaning forward to press herself closer, one hand reaching to tug the shoulder of her shirt down a bit more. She nibbles on his ear for a moment before drawing away slightly to answer. ”There are three of them,” she says simply, not explaining further. She rarely does, rarely tells anyone that they are for her family members. Korbin has only one, a large raven across his back. Weaver had gotten her third at the same time Korbin got that one.
The thing that he does comment on is the tattoo. She smiles slightly, leaning forward to press herself closer, one hand reaching to tug the shoulder of her shirt down a bit more. She nibbles on his ear for a moment before drawing away slightly to answer. ”There are three of them,” she says simply, not explaining further. She rarely does, rarely tells anyone that they are for her family members. Korbin has only one, a large raven across his back. Weaver had gotten her third at the same time Korbin got that one.
weaver
-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
