VARUS
“No?” He hums, his head tilting slightly to give her more room at his ear, exposing more of his face and his neck as he snorts, content in the mixture of emotions and feelings that he can finally feel. “You should see me after a mission.” His voice drops into a playful purr. “You’ll have to meet me here just to get me to calm down.” He teases, flashing her a playful smirk.
As for the rest of it, though, he barks another laugh, turning his head into her again to press a kiss against her cheek, running his hands gently up and down her back and her sides in a soft massage. “They can ask, we’ll just tell them we’ll schedule it into your busy schedule.” He bounces a brow, readjusting his legs which has the added effect of shifting his hips slightly – a motion that causes his breath to hitch. “Tonight you’re all mine.”
As for the rest of it, though, he barks another laugh, turning his head into her again to press a kiss against her cheek, running his hands gently up and down her back and her sides in a soft massage. “They can ask, we’ll just tell them we’ll schedule it into your busy schedule.” He bounces a brow, readjusting his legs which has the added effect of shifting his hips slightly – a motion that causes his breath to hitch. “Tonight you’re all mine.”
stories without a few let downs are boring when told
perfection and poems are a lie when it all unfolds
perfection and poems are a lie when it all unfolds
