I'd love you so much I'd chase you, wildly, with the intent to love-bite you. I think that's the origin of Canada geese, actually. Witches.
[Becoming Cobra Chickens.]
You don't have anywhere to go for a bit, yeah? I just wanna lay with you. My sardine loving, frog approving, worm betrothed baby.
[Becoming Cobra Chickens.]
You don't have anywhere to go for a bit, yeah? I just wanna lay with you. My sardine loving, frog approving, worm betrothed baby.
I promise not to mess up the look.
[But yes - yes, there's a giddy little grab of her that's quick to follow; he'll try his best not to leave any hickies on her neck but he also makes no promises. What does it matter when he can heal it away later, anyway?]
Ugh, I adore you.
[But yes - yes, there's a giddy little grab of her that's quick to follow; he'll try his best not to leave any hickies on her neck but he also makes no promises. What does it matter when he can heal it away later, anyway?]
Ugh, I adore you.
[He wiggles a bit before surrendering to her snake like caging of him.]
... Yeah?
[Shifting just a bit more, he kisses her neck - softer, tender now.]
I liked that you told me, though. It seems such a silly thing, but... to know you trust me? It means the world to me.
... Yeah?
[Shifting just a bit more, he kisses her neck - softer, tender now.]
I liked that you told me, though. It seems such a silly thing, but... to know you trust me? It means the world to me.
You're always allowed to delve into my mind too - even if it's by asking questions.
[He'd tell her anything and everything. Including the things he doesn't talk about anymore - the long buried hurts and betrayals, the lessons learned? The sad stories that nobody wants to hear because they're a downer. Along with some of the brighter moments, too. He thinks about just laying in bed with her and talking for hours - see how deep into one another they can go in a sitting.]
But I'll uh, divinate. Is that how you say it? Read your future in some tea leaves, too. Spoiler, it's with me. Forever.
[He'd tell her anything and everything. Including the things he doesn't talk about anymore - the long buried hurts and betrayals, the lessons learned? The sad stories that nobody wants to hear because they're a downer. Along with some of the brighter moments, too. He thinks about just laying in bed with her and talking for hours - see how deep into one another they can go in a sitting.]
But I'll uh, divinate. Is that how you say it? Read your future in some tea leaves, too. Spoiler, it's with me. Forever.
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