Empty Bottle

MILO

this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights

Shudders filter through his spine, as the wave crashes over him and he feels the afterglow begin to form, the way her body crashes around him and he crashes into her. A stiffening, then relaxing, panting breaths as he leans forward against her, relishing in the sensation of her hands running along his back, moving toward his face to cup his face. Pleasure glazed eyes peer back at her, a small dazed smile crossing his face as he readjusts a bit with a quiet hum, shifting so that he still hovers over her but he can rest on his elbows, so his hands are free to reach for her as tenderly as she does him.

One hand moves to brush back her hair from her face, to run his fingers along her cheek and tangle his fingers into her hair, the other wrapping around her shoulders, shifting them in the blankets so that he can lay on his side, apart but still close to her, provided she lets him. Her comment, however, has a huff of laughter leaving him through the breaths, an edge of a smirk on his face as he regards her through heavy lids.

“Yeah?” He manages, unable to keep the grin from his face, his thumb brushing along her cheek again as he peers at her. “’m sure that can be arranged.” He can’t help but to raise a brow, amusement clear in his accented tones.

for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more