Fictophiliac + Cinephile

Beasts of the Briar wallpaper made by me

art of the princes by athena dela victoria

I’ll hold you in the darkest nights and the roughest storms .

They pulled you in closer, you want to grind against them to feel their body against yours. You pressed you forehead against theirs and feel their breath catch as you ran your hands into their hair. Your lips ghosted against theirs and they pulled you against them again.

A small gasp escapes your lips and you feel their huff of breath.

When your lips finally connect you never want to be apart from them. You want to live in this moment over and over.

They pull away slightly, their eyes search yours as if confirming you also want this.