〝 stagnation isn't an option , gettin' comfortable means you're gettin' knocked off , and comfort ain't exactly in my vocabulary anyways , baby . that much you know real well , dont'cha .ᐣ 〞
smiling as she teased at him , a look of carelessness written within emerald greens——a gaze that spoke of nothing but careful words and careless actions , a lifetime of disdain spoken into them , now a place where words fail to—
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“ and you know what ? i kind of like that about you . that mix of stubbornness and ... curiosity . you love the thrill , don’t you ? the waiting , the wondering what i'm going to do next . you're so cute . ”
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his existence unnerved even those at the most high , yet as she stared back into the abyss , nothing riled from within her , a smile loomed along her face instead , intrigued by a man of walking despair .
〝 and by the way——i like to make you wait , just for a little . i like to teach you patience when i can . 〞
a smirk spreading across scarred lips as he leaned closer , a pressing a kiss against her lips .
his eyes sharped as she approached him , his body tensing from her firm approach , yet he refused to move , tilting his head with her own as a hand rose to his cheek , meeting it softly , her touch so deceptively sweet .
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and the air vibrated with the electricity passing between them .
The redhead let go of his hand to direct it to his scar , gently caressing it as the corners of their lips brushed .
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“ but yes , i did . now — are you just going to stand there ? ”
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—mischief , hands slowly rising towards her waist as he bridged the gap between them , his gaze locked on her own as fingers brushed along his sides .
〝 i'm a real good learner , doll . trust me on that . 〞