LOCKE
She invades his space and he welcomes it, arms twisting around her to pull her closer. His hands sneak down, grabbing handfuls of ass. "Aww, that could be fun though. Getting worked up and then let down again.. Over and over until you can't handle it, until you're begging me." He shudders a little with the thought but doesn't give into it. Instead he leans down, nose bumping against her's. "Maybe next time though. Kinda worked up myself." He says it like she can't feel the evidence pressing against her.
His lips linger just above her's for a moment as he wrestles with the emotions that well up inside him. He's going to have to get over this if he wants to move on. He really is. A shaky inhale, so very unlike the ragged ones of before, as he tilts his head a little. "Kiss me, Sera, please." Less a request or a demand than it's a plea. But he knows he can't make the final move, as much as he wants to.
His lips linger just above her's for a moment as he wrestles with the emotions that well up inside him. He's going to have to get over this if he wants to move on. He really is. A shaky inhale, so very unlike the ragged ones of before, as he tilts his head a little. "Kiss me, Sera, please." Less a request or a demand than it's a plea. But he knows he can't make the final move, as much as he wants to.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
