The white sheep of the family
"You are kind of wonderful." It came out simply, without anything flirtatious or suggestive, just a sort of honest and earnest sincerity. Still, Loren flushed and glanced away from Weaver for a brief moment. However, he grinned and looked back at her next comment. "Good thing I rise to the occasion."
Letting out a huff of laughter, he nodded. "At least that's better than a straight up mess, right?" He winked playfully at her.
Shrugging, he hummed thoughtfully for a bit. Then he smiled slowed and wickedly. "I can think of a few things." However, his expression indicated that he was in no way going to reveal what they were. Then he laughed full out and nodded again. "Oh yeah, absolutely. I might even have to charge double." He licked his lips almost in anticipation. In general, he looked quite pleased at the prospect.
Allowing her tongue to explore his mouth, he let his own dart forward as well. She tasted of cider too, of course, but also the wild, chill, and free winds that swept across the land and carried the scent of snow even on the warmest days. His hands came up to cup her cheeks gently and tenderly.
As she shifted, he eagerly moved into the space she provided for him. Although her arms draped across his shoulders, his own simply rested on either side of her, trapping her a bit. Smirking, he tilted his head slightly to one side. "I did say I would get a reputation for corrupting nice Halovian girls, didn't I?" Tone amused, he was clearly inviting her in on the joke and just as clearly didn't care what people thought.
Her lips began brushing against his skin and he shivered a bit at the sensation. Smiling at her words and her gestures, he leaned his forehead against hers as well, staring directly into her eyes. "I do sound kind of wonderful, don't I?" He kissed her lips again, softly. Pulling away slightly, his lips twitched. "Thanks for saying all that. And for being endlessly patient with me."
Letting out a huff of laughter, he nodded. "At least that's better than a straight up mess, right?" He winked playfully at her.
Shrugging, he hummed thoughtfully for a bit. Then he smiled slowed and wickedly. "I can think of a few things." However, his expression indicated that he was in no way going to reveal what they were. Then he laughed full out and nodded again. "Oh yeah, absolutely. I might even have to charge double." He licked his lips almost in anticipation. In general, he looked quite pleased at the prospect.
Allowing her tongue to explore his mouth, he let his own dart forward as well. She tasted of cider too, of course, but also the wild, chill, and free winds that swept across the land and carried the scent of snow even on the warmest days. His hands came up to cup her cheeks gently and tenderly.
As she shifted, he eagerly moved into the space she provided for him. Although her arms draped across his shoulders, his own simply rested on either side of her, trapping her a bit. Smirking, he tilted his head slightly to one side. "I did say I would get a reputation for corrupting nice Halovian girls, didn't I?" Tone amused, he was clearly inviting her in on the joke and just as clearly didn't care what people thought.
Her lips began brushing against his skin and he shivered a bit at the sensation. Smiling at her words and her gestures, he leaned his forehead against hers as well, staring directly into her eyes. "I do sound kind of wonderful, don't I?" He kissed her lips again, softly. Pulling away slightly, his lips twitched. "Thanks for saying all that. And for being endlessly patient with me."
Will blood tell
