It doesn't sound better, or good, but Isla is too caught up in what she's feeling and the look in his eyes as he turns around to question it. Like a fly caught in a web, she's drawn in by the hands on her hips which leave her splayed against his chest, cheeks still silvery, eyes hooded. "And I get to be the one to break you back in?" A fanged smile curls across her lips, and she pulls back just enough for Varus to pull the shirt over her head, leaving her in only the skirt she'd worn to the clinic that day. Isla the flesh is weak |
the pause between breathing
Varus |
the Remedy
Medic ✓
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