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Cᴀssɪᴀɴ "ᴘᴀʀᴀɴᴏɪᴅ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀ" Aɴᴅᴏʀ ([personal profile] evasives) wrote in [personal profile] realists 2019-10-18 01:32 am (UTC)

[ ♫ compass - zella day ]

[ he is also very into the rug, just not enough to stay here the whole time. it's fine for now, it's very comfortable, but he wants something dumb! he wants to be able to just... roll over and lay there with her, when it's all over! eventually he'll get to the bed, even if he has to say herb with a goddamn h. ]

[ he smiles against her skin when she notices his pattern. he wasn't trying to be subtle, but he had wondered if she'd notice. he plants a lingering kiss to a cluster of freckles right near the center of her chest, near her heart. ]


It's like a star map. To you.

[ whether it's stars or gravity, it seems like there's always a map to each other. a way back, a way home. ]

[ unrelated to any sort of map, his fingertips dip under the band of her underwear, fueled on by that burst of desire he can feel under his lips. he might be feeling sappy, but he also wants. ]

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