devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
"Might be a bit distracted. You're a lot to hide, after all." Her words were hardly more than rough etchings of air over her lips. But it didn't matter, the words were just a bluff anyway, to see who would call first, who would raise.
The tie that held her bra together gave way instantly; it was little more than paperclips at this point. Turning her cheek against his as she felt the puff of his words against her ear, the air in her lungs escaped her lips in a small puff. The hand of hers still on the rock at her side moved to tangle into his hair, her fingers curling at the far too gentle sensation of his lips against her cheek. "Won't stop what?" She whispered, back arching slightly to press herself closer to where he hovered over her.
The tie that held her bra together gave way instantly; it was little more than paperclips at this point. Turning her cheek against his as she felt the puff of his words against her ear, the air in her lungs escaped her lips in a small puff. The hand of hers still on the rock at her side moved to tangle into his hair, her fingers curling at the far too gentle sensation of his lips against her cheek. "Won't stop what?" She whispered, back arching slightly to press herself closer to where he hovered over her.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
