LOCKE
She doesn't seem too pressed about his eagerness to leave, which is great for him. She takes his hand and he laces their fingers together, thumb smoothing over her's. He hesitates a moment before pressing a kiss to her knuckles. It's a little softer than he'd like but he's just feeling it at the moment. "And it really is a nice bar. We'll have to come back some day, maybe you can tell me a story or two."
And then they're heading to the door, "Yes, please. Unless you're content with an alleyway wall.." It's kind of cold and maybe a little wet but she can wear his shirt or something so her clothes don't get messed up. Or they can go roll around in her bed.. That sounds fun too. He's not drunk but the faint tingle of being buzzed lingers in his belly as they walk, mixing around with the lust.
"What do you wanna do, when we get back to your place? Besides each other?" They've both been kind of coy about it all night and he's over that.
And then they're heading to the door, "Yes, please. Unless you're content with an alleyway wall.." It's kind of cold and maybe a little wet but she can wear his shirt or something so her clothes don't get messed up. Or they can go roll around in her bed.. That sounds fun too. He's not drunk but the faint tingle of being buzzed lingers in his belly as they walk, mixing around with the lust.
"What do you wanna do, when we get back to your place? Besides each other?" They've both been kind of coy about it all night and he's over that.
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
I want you for mine
