Isla
Humming out a satisfied sigh against his lips, Isla lets him draw her down and onto the bed. Not knowing where his wings are supposed to go and trusting Remi to decide, she tucks herself against him and leaves one leg draped across his waist, her hands wandering across his chest before catching on the bite she'd delivered to the base of his neck. "I'm the one who should apologise," she mumbles, leaning in for a chaste and gentle kiss to his lips. "For a lot more than just trying to take a bite out of you, too."
She doesn't really know if waiting is what she wants - the Ascended really does enjoy the idea of becoming a kraken beneath the Arclight Ocean in the middle of the night - but that doesn't mean they have to go right now. "Maybe we could stay like this for a few more minutes? Then we'll head out," she suggests.
She doesn't really know if waiting is what she wants - the Ascended really does enjoy the idea of becoming a kraken beneath the Arclight Ocean in the middle of the night - but that doesn't mean they have to go right now. "Maybe we could stay like this for a few more minutes? Then we'll head out," she suggests.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
