LOREN
Snorting, Loren took a sip from his flask. ”Furs and snow and Ningo feathers. Oh, and magic, but I know your feelings about that.” Shooting Phoebe a wry glance, he shrugged, knowing Halo had little to offer that she might be interested in.
Raising his eyebrows at her response, he smirked. "Ouch." Tone more bemused than hurt, he took another sip from his flask. "You wound me. Because I'm here, and, well..." Letting his voice trail off suggestively, he shifted so his body was turned to face her, knees tucked underneath. "I've found that sharing my bed is one of the only things that makes the loneliness and despair a little easier to face."
Glancing around at their surroundings, his eyes crinkled slightly. "Metaphorically speaking, of course." There was both a question and an offer in the statement.
Raising his eyebrows at her response, he smirked. "Ouch." Tone more bemused than hurt, he took another sip from his flask. "You wound me. Because I'm here, and, well..." Letting his voice trail off suggestively, he shifted so his body was turned to face her, knees tucked underneath. "I've found that sharing my bed is one of the only things that makes the loneliness and despair a little easier to face."
Glancing around at their surroundings, his eyes crinkled slightly. "Metaphorically speaking, of course." There was both a question and an offer in the statement.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
