๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, fate seemed to adore you. pursue its whispering thread, and let it weave your destiny. embrace the path it paved for you, and into the unknown shall you thrive.
@ILLFATEDKID yet his arm that sneaks on your waist might feel possessive, meaning to pull you to sit closer to him. The car has passed a rather high-end area, and thus he says without answering your question, "The restaurant should be just around the corner. Are you starving, Ilya?"
@ILLFATEDKID /
Quite unsettling it might be, given how he has been staring at your face for quite ... a while. "If I were to give you something," he begins, "you'd treasure it, wouldn't you?"
@ILLFATEDKID A rather fun sight it is as he notices the disappointment. Perhaps he should do this more often sometimes, just curious how would you react each time he doesn't grant what you want on purpose.
"Well, you'll be treated like one if you don't sit still," Calm his tone is as always,
@ILLFATEDKID Instead, he gives you a gentle caress, fingers tracing along your skin before gripping it firmly. He then leans closer, just enough so he can speak right beside your ear. "I'll give you plenty of attention later, so behave for now, okay? Wear your clothes properly."
@ILLFATEDKID "Really? What a tease," A tinge of amusement can be heard in his tone, lips curled up into a thin smirk. You're getting quite bold, aren't you?
Elijah doesn't withdraw his hand as you place it on your waist. Why should he, when you're the one who initiated the gesture? ..
@ILLFATEDKID look like in his clothes, yet what captivates his gaze is quite unexpected, so to say. As you present yourself that way, surely you wouldn't mind if he eyes over your figure, no?
"Pretty much so," He hums; eyes not even meeting yours. "You look better like this."
@ILLFATEDKID He slips into the car from the opposite side, settling comfortably next to you. He speaks to the driver first, mentioning a certain restaurant name as their destination, before leaning back and letting his gaze drift over at you. A mere curiosity at first, wondering how you'd ..
@fateslaved He clicks his tongue. You're lucky you're someone whom he finds worthy enough, else he would likely not stop at just a glare at you.
"How reliable, Creto," He extends a hand. "Give it to me."
@hedonistreak into your hand.
"Wrong person," He shakes his head again. He can't even tell whether you understand English or not, so he starts using gestures. He points at himself, then making an X with both arms. Not his!
@hedonistreak /
What a nice time โ not quite โ to walk around, huh? It is indeed scorching hot in Indonesia, as many have said. It is a bit too crowded for his liking too, but as long as he's not being bumped into, all is well. Oh, but why does it feel like something is wrong?
@hedonistreak And what other nonsense are you spouting? Poor lad, look how confused he is. To his eyes, you are just shoving a random wallet into his hand. Quite annoyed he is as he thinks you're going to make him the culprit of some kind of theft (maybe?), so he pushes the wallet back ..
either. It is merely from a friend; your name shows up on the screen.
So a reply is quickly typed, [ Sure. Just tell me when exactly will you come later, I'll make sure to let the security knows. ] and sent.
/ @Fleverny
of laziness hits immediately.
With a sigh, the light emanating from the gadget hits his face as he turns it on to read the new notification. Yet surprisingly (and pleasantly) enough, it's not something related to work at all. Not a silly unknown number with a trivial message ..
@ILLFATEDKID the last thing they see, no?"
As he retracts his hand, the sound of tires slowing down nearby signals the arrival of his car. The arm on your hips nudges you lightly, urging you to move. "Let's go."
@ILLFATEDKID "Hm ... not quite," A hand snakes up your neck, fingers lightly gripping it. Not as a warning or protest to the kisses you planted, but merely as a way to emphasize the words about to spill from his lips. "I find someone dying in my arms to be more romantic. My face would be ..