scowling, a nearly - empty bottle of jack dangling from calloused fingertips โโ a rough night, indeed.
( the little love bites are enjoyed โ perhaps even encouraged. a cat * definitely suits them, too. cue a softer kiss being pressed to her forehead, a single corner of his mouth twitching upwards thereafter. )
thatโs more like it.
( that feeling of security was more than mutual. since beacon, a place to take shelter had been unheard of, that is, until he met them. they were a safe place to lay his head; to let his guard down. )
donโt push your luck, โคน
( already bending down as their hands travel north, his arms tightening their grip around her waist. he wasnโt letting her goโ not ever again. )
iโll let you win this time, mi amor.
( there was that native tongue, drawing him in like only they could manage. he was safe here, her being one of the only things his walls would fall down for. )
and if i said i missed you more?
( the softer eskimo kisses would draw โคน
itโs all real, i promise.
( and those pledges were something sebastian took very seriously; never breaking one. not again. )
donโt threaten me with a good time, cariรฑo.
( a chuckle follows his wordsโ quiet and gruff, but * genuine. he โคน
( heโs keeping her close, limbs delivering a squeeze. )
well, you arenโt dreaminโ this time.
( his age was definitely showing, the permanent exhaustion lingering within his darker hues. but right now? heโs actually contentโ happy, even. )
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