you say money isnt everything
He freezes when she grabs his hands, eyes wide for a fraction of a second as he looks down at her. He gives her a little nod, expecting her to lead him to the bed so they can lay down. But she doesn't, not right away at least. Locke isn't sure why what she says catches him off guard but it does, a little bit. It does.. reframe the whole situation though. They don't need to be friends. He doesn't need to care, right? They can just flirt and fuck and exist. Probably for the best honestly.Locke raises an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching up into a smirk. "Like I want? Aren't we doing what you want? Think you wanna fuck me. Did promise I'd show you how good I could use my mouth when I came back though, didn't I?" It's a little bit of a dangerous game they're playing but it's fine. He lets her hands go and pulls away, kicking his boots off before crawling onto the bed.
He holds his arms out for her, so she can cuddle up against him. He can't even remember the last time someone cuddled him.
but i'd like to see you live without it
LOCKE
