LOCKE
It doesn't take her long and he's kind of proud of himself. Maybe he'll tell her as much. He doesn't pull away right away, languishing in the way her hips jerk and the little hiccups of sound that fall from her lips. When he does finally pull away, he licks his fingers clean before crawling up her body, another trail of kisses in his wake. He presses his lips to her's, something incredible chaste compared to what they've been doing. Locke takes one of her hands, lacing their fingers together and pinning her down against the bed. Hazel eyes meet green and he's suddenly scared again. Eyes dart to one side before he gives into his insanity and finds her gaze again.
"I want you, Maeve. Not just part of you, but all of you. And it scares me. And I hate it. And I hate myself for it too." There's nothing behind his words, simply truth because that's all it is. "I don't care who you fuck as long as it's my cock you crave. Don't care who you kiss as long as its my bed you warm." He tucks his face into her neck, inhaling softly. Lavender and everything he loves about her and hates about himself. "I know you can't give me that so can you just.. Pretend. For one day. Like I'm the only one who has your heart?"
"I want you, Maeve. Not just part of you, but all of you. And it scares me. And I hate it. And I hate myself for it too." There's nothing behind his words, simply truth because that's all it is. "I don't care who you fuck as long as it's my cock you crave. Don't care who you kiss as long as its my bed you warm." He tucks his face into her neck, inhaling softly. Lavender and everything he loves about her and hates about himself. "I know you can't give me that so can you just.. Pretend. For one day. Like I'm the only one who has your heart?"
Callin' it quits now
baby, I'm a wreck
baby, I'm a wreck
