walk me home in the dead of night
Flora, having only really ever felt Jack beneath her fingers—he of the wirey muscle and murderous thoughts—was entirely enamoured with the soft but firm feeling of Paige beneath her fingertips. It wasn't just soft though, in the way you might expect. Instead, there was a quiet sort of power there, a raw energy that Flora felt drawn to. "Oh." Blushing all the more now, though perhaps we might blame the snapdragon for that, Flora shrugs coyly before raising her gaze once more. "Well...thank you.." Thinking that was the end of what Paige had to say, the amendment had Flora's breath catching in her throat as her aqua stare searched Paige's for any sign of mischief.
Following the movement of the blunt and longing for the easy excuse it had been so far to bring Paige close, Flora's breath is stolen yet again as the Attuned's fingers roam over her sides. Feeling goosebumps prickling up like ripples in Paige's wake, Flora is helpless against the sigh that parts her lips as she feels her entire body relax. "I..didn't realize I was so tense." She murmurs softly, not needing to speak at any great volume given how close Paige was, but not wanting to either.
Feeling as though the wrong word or movement might break whatever spell was at work in the little back room, Flora tries desperately to think of what she might say to keep Paige close. "I feel like I've been holding my breath for days, until you...I mean..until we.." Trailing off, her flush now dark enough that it looked like poorly applied blush, Flora gives her head a little shake, too nervous to call it what it was.
Following the movement of the blunt and longing for the easy excuse it had been so far to bring Paige close, Flora's breath is stolen yet again as the Attuned's fingers roam over her sides. Feeling goosebumps prickling up like ripples in Paige's wake, Flora is helpless against the sigh that parts her lips as she feels her entire body relax. "I..didn't realize I was so tense." She murmurs softly, not needing to speak at any great volume given how close Paige was, but not wanting to either.
Feeling as though the wrong word or movement might break whatever spell was at work in the little back room, Flora tries desperately to think of what she might say to keep Paige close. "I feel like I've been holding my breath for days, until you...I mean..until we.." Trailing off, her flush now dark enough that it looked like poorly applied blush, Flora gives her head a little shake, too nervous to call it what it was.
