She smells like the waterfall; he bets she tastes fresh as that water, too. He brings her close, an arm around her waist, and brushes a kiss along her shoulder as he debates. After a moment's thought, he decides that he really doesn't want to fucking wait it out any longer than this.
"We aren't going anywhere, sunshine," he laughs, turning to press her up against a nearby tree, sliding one hand down along her thigh. "I thought I might kiss you a while here. Get you out of that bikini..."
He's not thinking of the Barge at the moment or Eden's Gate or any of the other myriad of problems that plague his mind from day to day. He's thinking solely of her face, those lips, those legs - the loveliest of distractions, all rolled into this beautiful little package.
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For Laura - NSFW Content ahead
Date: 2024-04-30 03:01 am (UTC)She smells like the waterfall; he bets she tastes fresh as that water, too. He brings her close, an arm around her waist, and brushes a kiss along her shoulder as he debates. After a moment's thought, he decides that he really doesn't want to fucking wait it out any longer than this.
"We aren't going anywhere, sunshine," he laughs, turning to press her up against a nearby tree, sliding one hand down along her thigh. "I thought I might kiss you a while here. Get you out of that bikini..."
He's not thinking of the Barge at the moment or Eden's Gate or any of the other myriad of problems that plague his mind from day to day. He's thinking solely of her face, those lips, those legs - the loveliest of distractions, all rolled into this beautiful little package.
"And we'll go from there."