"I didn't take you for a quitter," Dahlia teases, her eyes sparkling with starlight as she raises a brow up at him. "Perhaps the stars enjoy looking at you, hm?" With deliberate care, she draws the nightie up and over her head, smoothing it down until it just about skims her upper thighs. "That's a strange promise to make, for a demigod of Frey. Especially one in charge of a place like this."
It comes out as a remark rather than a judgement, Dahlia letting her fingers dance along the rest of the clothing he's kindly brought for her, before moving to the food and drink on the other bedside table. "I have all the company I need right now," she assures him, reaching out for a couple of glasses. "More whiskey?"
It comes out as a remark rather than a judgement, Dahlia letting her fingers dance along the rest of the clothing he's kindly brought for her, before moving to the food and drink on the other bedside table. "I have all the company I need right now," she assures him, reaching out for a couple of glasses. "More whiskey?"
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
