// last night you came to my house with drunk eyes
we didn't think too much this time, we danced like we were the same //
we didn't think too much this time, we danced like we were the same //
Sera doesn’t notice the way Tobi has stilled, too fixated on removing the layers that make it simply less suffocating to breathe, putting bronze skin and muscles on display. She’s shorter than October, but she makes up for lack in height with a rather robust figure, a small waist with a thin neck, back and thighs rippling with muscle of a woman that’s spent most of her life building and creating.
But she glances over her shoulder, flushed slightly with the heat and the thoughts she tries to banish, and unabashedly watches the doctor as she strips down her layers as well and joins her beside the pools. “Might as well enjoy it when you don’t get time off for vacationing!” She hums, nudging a sweat slicked shoulder into Tobi’s, but gently enough to not mess with the vials.
She feels loosened up, unsure of whether it’s the pools and their properties or the alcohol that’s burning off from their trek in. But either way, she can’t help the way her gaze flits over the willowy curves of Tobi, reaching for a vial and kneeling down beside the pool to scoop a bit of the water in. “Besides, I won’t tell if you pull the ‘doctors orders’ comment again.” There’s a laugh that accompanies it, sitting back on her heels once she’s trapped enough water into the one vial.
But she glances over her shoulder, flushed slightly with the heat and the thoughts she tries to banish, and unabashedly watches the doctor as she strips down her layers as well and joins her beside the pools. “Might as well enjoy it when you don’t get time off for vacationing!” She hums, nudging a sweat slicked shoulder into Tobi’s, but gently enough to not mess with the vials.
She feels loosened up, unsure of whether it’s the pools and their properties or the alcohol that’s burning off from their trek in. But either way, she can’t help the way her gaze flits over the willowy curves of Tobi, reaching for a vial and kneeling down beside the pool to scoop a bit of the water in. “Besides, I won’t tell if you pull the ‘doctors orders’ comment again.” There’s a laugh that accompanies it, sitting back on her heels once she’s trapped enough water into the one vial.
Seraphina
