Kol buries his face in the crook of his belovedโs neck, inhaling her scent, her blood. Lips press kisses all over her soft skin. โYouโre a terrible distraction..โ he grumbles.
francesca allows it, falling into his lap rather gracefully, the book now colliding with the floor, a loud thud echoing through the room.
โ prove me wrong, then, my love. โ
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An audible inhale is drawn and when he finally looks up at her; heโs smiling. The grip around her wrist is used to pull her down and have a seat upon his lap. Arms locking around her in a way that sheโs trapped from any movement.
โDonโt be ridiculous now, love.โ
โ you offer me no attention, โ the brunette mutters, still adamant to have the book actually collide with the maleโs head. โ so i must find some other ways to draw it. it seems to me you are more in love with that trinket than with myself. i do quite hate that notion. โ
His hand collapses with her wrist, grip firm but never enough to hurt her, preventing the book from actually hitting his head.
โSomeone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.โ Kol mumbles, his gaze never leaving the dark object heโs studying.
@IZSOLNCA the maddest kind of love.
no, he's very much not asleep, in fact he spent plenty of hours watching *her sleep but he plays along. he tries his hardest not to react but a lopsided smile tugs his lips when she starts nipping. "no, i am. it requires a little more of all that {...}
https://t.co/EBqc7J0HyV OH NO NEED TO FUCKING DARE ME I AM LITERALLY GOING TO START IT NOW AND YOU BET I AM GOING TO TAKE CREATIVE LIBERTY AND YOU BET I WILL MAKE YOU WANNA K WORD FRANCESCA ALL OVER AGAIN
@IZSOLNCA awake at what he thought was the sound of Francesca's voice. rummaging through the city like a bull chasing a red flag is missing from his memory. and speaking of missing things, so are his gloves.
@IZSOLNCA Kol would think about her from time to time, her sweet face and melodic laughter, although her scent was something he could not recall. until now. she's here. she's everywhere. she's inside him.
he was asleep moments ago, or at least that's what he remembers and jumped {...}