fauxmarth: (well.......uh...........................)
lυcιna, тнe ғυтυre wιтneѕѕ ([personal profile] fauxmarth) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs 2019-11-22 03:24 am (UTC)

[his hand there sends a lot of tickling chills up her back and through her chest, and it has her inhale sharply against his mouth as she presses up against him, her arms wrapping around his neck to help anchor her close.

letting herself get lost in those lovely, thrilling feelings that he seems to spark by simply being...it's not so terrible, now that the weight of a whole world has been eased off her shoulders.]


Guzma.

[her voice is barely there in her breath as their mouths part. her face flush, eyes half-lidded, enamored, she tries to catch glimpse of his eyes, too.

sure, her heart is hammering, and it's as much thrill as it is nervous energy, but she won't back away now.]


Tonight. Will you lead...? Just. [she smooths a bit of matted hair she'd laced her fingers into.] Don't get too far...ahead of me.

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