Post by Countess on Oct 5, 2024 21:27:01 GMT
Matias grins a little as she writes her number on his arm. He is no stranger to eyeliner, the black pencil gliding pleasingly across his skin. Matias sucks a lip in, eyes moving from her movements up to her. Through his lashes, he smolders, the corners of his lips curling upwards. When she pulls her hands away, his own twitch, wanting to pull them back onto his skin.
"How could I let someone like you go?" Matias murmurs. He offers his arm to help her down, then keeps her hands there. Slowly but surely, he will cover her in his scent...
"Window or door this time...?" Matias teases, a dark and low chuckle vibrating in his chest. Like the perfect gentleman, he takes her where she requests, watching her as she leaves.
In the dark of the night... she feels watched. Sometimes, Felicia can swear there are golden, slitted eyes flashing in the darkness.
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"How could I let someone like you go?" Matias murmurs. He offers his arm to help her down, then keeps her hands there. Slowly but surely, he will cover her in his scent...
"Window or door this time...?" Matias teases, a dark and low chuckle vibrating in his chest. Like the perfect gentleman, he takes her where she requests, watching her as she leaves.
In the dark of the night... she feels watched. Sometimes, Felicia can swear there are golden, slitted eyes flashing in the darkness.
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