look at everything you've overcome - don't give up now
"Did I ever tell you that you've got a way with words?" Vai asks, grinning over her shoulder, though she's not really sure what the protocol is on drinking a dead woman's wedding whiskey. Then again... she's dead, and it sounds like good whiskey. And thus is Vai's decision made. Her response is stifled by the kiss that crashes against her lips, Vai moaning some sort of agreement nonetheless.
While Zeph's hands busy themselves opening the bottle, Vai's start working on the buttons of his shirt, her tongue writing poetry against his own. "So are you planning to leave for a week regularly? Or was this just to see how much I'd miss you while you were gone?" She draws back enough to grin up at him, pushing the shirt over his shoulders.
While Zeph's hands busy themselves opening the bottle, Vai's start working on the buttons of his shirt, her tongue writing poetry against his own. "So are you planning to leave for a week regularly? Or was this just to see how much I'd miss you while you were gone?" She draws back enough to grin up at him, pushing the shirt over his shoulders.
Vervain
