SOFT-SPOKEN WORDS put a sleepy grin on her face. her lover for the moment had turned into her lover for at least a few more hours. she’s crawling across the bed to him, body pressed into his back as soon as she’s close enough — arms becoming thrown around his neck before she administers a few kisses to the very side of it, faint lipstick stains being once again left to mark his skin. a tired little chuckle is given, before she speaks in a whisper.

“ and what is it you say we do in our spare time, hm ? “
@ileviathan !!