Isla
"I think I'm getting some idea," Isla says with a grin. She doesn't - she absolutely doesn't - but naive as she is, it's easily said. Her arms loop around his shoulders and her legs tighten round his waist as he stands, the medic more than happy to remain wrapped up against Remi as he shuffles to the kitchen to silence the kettle. His words have her cheeks flushing all over again, softly pink with the blood currently flooding her veins, and she manages a lopsided smile even as her head tilts to welcome the kisses against her collarbone. "What a shame," she murmurs, cupping his unshaven cheeks in her hands and leaning in to tease another gentle kiss from his lips. "You're still a hopeless romantic," she remarks. "Even after all this time." |
you're living make believe
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the Remedy
Medic ✓
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7 | Race: Ancient | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 5 - Strg: 26 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 27 - Int:
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