a little short for a stormtrooper

Alone at last. The lantern casts a warming light on their naked bodies, and the ground is soft against her back as she stares up at him in anticipation. She's ready, in more ways than one. He'd made sure of that. She knew if she kissed him she'd taste herself on his lips.

[...]

Their eyes meet and the hazel is overtaken by a faint orange glow, like smoldering embers. His soft smile turns devilish as he cocks a brow and smirks down at her.

... and the rest of my creative writing exercise I'll only subject my patrons to, don't worry. I'm no writer, but I felt inspired for this particular piece.

As for today's song, I mean. Down by the river will always be perfect for Halsin and any romance he's in.

Lace your heart with mine

Let your sleeping soul take flight