Aurelia
I want to know where I can go
when you're not around
when you're not around
She doesn't totally expect it when he keeps her hand and pulls her back to him, but it only makes it that much easier to say what she's trying to. Her gaze stays attached to him as he goes to gather his things, fully aware of the gentle reluctance to move away because she feels it too. The hum of his words is like music to her ears and her smile sticks.
There's nothing she's brought with her tonight, nothing but herself. Well, there is a stray pack of cigarettes left somewhere out in the sand. Maybe she doesn't really care enough to remember, turning out to be the one to wait for him instead. She accepts his hand in hers and offers one last glance to the beach before they leave it.
When they reach the shop, it's quiet. Well, quieter. The relative peace makes it easier for her to zone in on Milo, on his tattooed shoulders, honey-brown gaze, his dark hair. It's all she really wants to think about right now, feeling that familiar heat flush back into her cheeks.
Likely that she'll let him be the one to go for the door, unlikely that he'll manage it without any interruption.
Still hot and bothered from their prior moment and with full intentions of riding that wave, Aurelia swoops in to tangle him up in the doorway. Whether it's open or not doesn't change anything. Her hand cups around the back of his neck to pull him into another series of fiery kisses, that has her own hands trailing down his chest to slowly tease his shirt up.
"I think-" she mumbles into his lips, "we can still make it-" she smiles, "if we hurry."
There's nothing she's brought with her tonight, nothing but herself. Well, there is a stray pack of cigarettes left somewhere out in the sand. Maybe she doesn't really care enough to remember, turning out to be the one to wait for him instead. She accepts his hand in hers and offers one last glance to the beach before they leave it.
When they reach the shop, it's quiet. Well, quieter. The relative peace makes it easier for her to zone in on Milo, on his tattooed shoulders, honey-brown gaze, his dark hair. It's all she really wants to think about right now, feeling that familiar heat flush back into her cheeks.
Likely that she'll let him be the one to go for the door, unlikely that he'll manage it without any interruption.
Still hot and bothered from their prior moment and with full intentions of riding that wave, Aurelia swoops in to tangle him up in the doorway. Whether it's open or not doesn't change anything. Her hand cups around the back of his neck to pull him into another series of fiery kisses, that has her own hands trailing down his chest to slowly tease his shirt up.
"I think-" she mumbles into his lips, "we can still make it-" she smiles, "if we hurry."
and I'm feeling down
so won't you stay for a moment
so won't you stay for a moment
code credits go to Skylark!<3
