VARUS
say a prayer, but let the good times roll
in case god doesn't show
in case god doesn't show
“Maybe I’ll find a way to pop it off and use it as a weapon.” Varus rumbles idly, a hum of a laugh leaving him at the thought of himself running around with a detached arm, smacking people as he goes through. It’s a laugh that’s muffled at the very least by the kiss he presses to her lips, pulling away as his head tilts this way and that into the hand that plays through his long dark hair. “You have no idea just how creative I can be.” He teases her with a hoarse, throaty voice as he winks when he pulls away.
But her hand at his cheek, patting the thoughts away has his amused smirk shifting to something of playfulness, nodding lightly. “Of course. Anything you need, sweetheart.” He admits, his voice taking on a sort of honesty that suggests that he means he’d do everything he’s offered for her solely because of her. “Come on then.” His arms tighten around her, fully comfortable with the idea of carrying her back home – until she gets tired of it at least and forces him to put her down.
Part of him hopes it’s not until they get inside the comfort of home, though.
- FIN <333
But her hand at his cheek, patting the thoughts away has his amused smirk shifting to something of playfulness, nodding lightly. “Of course. Anything you need, sweetheart.” He admits, his voice taking on a sort of honesty that suggests that he means he’d do everything he’s offered for her solely because of her. “Come on then.” His arms tighten around her, fully comfortable with the idea of carrying her back home – until she gets tired of it at least and forces him to put her down.
Part of him hopes it’s not until they get inside the comfort of home, though.
- FIN <333
and i want these words to make things right,
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
