// not yet corpses, still we rot //
They work in tandem to drive each other over the edge and the second that he feels her begin to tense, his fingertips dog into her skin hard enough to bruise and he inadvertently pulls back a fraction against the scalpel ended fingertips of her own, rocking into her as he tips over the edge too. He shivers and shudders, trembling while his sensors flare and he can tell that he’s nicked himself against one of her fingertips as he surges forward into her.
He noses his way to her lips, panting and chest heaving despite not needing to, lips seeking out her own as he rides out the euphoria after. And when he thinks he has a semblance of thought, he withdraws, nuzzling her until he can press his forehead against her cheek, still shivering. “You’re incredible, Isla.” A hushed whisper for her ears only.
He noses his way to her lips, panting and chest heaving despite not needing to, lips seeking out her own as he rides out the euphoria after. And when he thinks he has a semblance of thought, he withdraws, nuzzling her until he can press his forehead against her cheek, still shivering. “You’re incredible, Isla.” A hushed whisper for her ears only.
VARUS
