heaven sighs

         “is that so?” she teases with a slow nod of her head, there’s a grin that toys on her lips as her eyes dance with mirth. “is it actually worth millions, or are you just trying to find an excuse to sign my boobs?”  there’s a laugh that scuttles out of her lips, if they weren’t so close it would have been hidden and chased away by the sound of the wind. “yeah, and where exactly is this after party you speak of? i hear lany’s after party not only gets rid of tie dye shirts, but all shirts.” her fingers toy with the collar of his jacket, she may already know the answer to her question but the way her heart pounds in her chest, waiting for his answer reminds her of all the years she’d been chasing him, wondering if they’d ever actually make it to this point. the answer, followed by a kiss has a smile she’s seemingly reserved just for him coil its way onto her features. “i knew it. - knew you’d turn tonight into a date. i bet you want to take me on so many more dates now. do you want to eat up all my saturday nights, now?” her tone flares on the edge of song-like as she teases him, “what else do you have planned for tonight, matias bear?” 

        she’s nearly forgotten the polar vortex that whirls around the city, coating the city streets in a mass of white snowflakes, the wind audibly shaking buildings and telephone poles around them; the streets are practically empty aside from the girl who tugs a certain boy through the chaos. her white fur coat blends in with the snow around them as she pulls him for shelter under a store shop that’s closed for the night. she brushes the snow from her hair, “okay, so maybe it was a bad idea to wait around for the band afterwards,” her palms flying out in surrender, “is it so bad i wanted to remember the night with a signature?” she muses, lips flaring into a smile her veins still pumping from the concert. “where do you think the after party is?” she asks, brows lifting over at him as her hand reaches over to brush the snow off his tawny locks, “- or maybe it was all a ploy to get you to keep me warm,” she muses, lips jutting out in a small pout as her arms wrap around his shoulders pulling him closer. there’s a small pause as a question sits on the tip of her tongue, deciding just how she wants to word it - “if i hypothetically asked if this was a date yet, what would the answer be? if you say no, pretend i never asked.” green hues meeting his as her lips flare into a bright smile despite the weather around them. @matiasborges

       sienna’s eyes drifted away from nia’s looking down as shaped brows furrowed slightly. maybe the girl did have a point; after all, she did have a habit of getting tangled in hunter’s sheets every now and then, and while the pair didn’t exactly keep it a secret from anyone, she hadn’t flat out told summer about it, either. she folds her lips into each other, “--but she can’t stand him. hates him, even.” she murmured, holding onto the last bit of thread she had, “she wouldn’t - i mean, as elle woods would say - innocent until proven guilty, right?” she lets out a small laugh, more for herself than anything as she fixes her gaze back onto the mirror, opening the tube of mascara again. “i just like going on dates,” she lifts a curved shoulder in a small shrug, “and if it’s matias then that’s just the cherry on top, isn’t it?” there’s a grin that toys on her features at the very thought. “he isn’t,” she says, running the wand through her lashes “but he said he’s heard me listening to them a few times so...” she pauses, eyes meeting nia’s through the mirror, wiggling her brows at the girl playfully, “guess he pays more attention to me than i thought.” sienna had always done the most to capture the boy’s attention, which is why it was somewhat of a surprise to her when he still paid attention to her when she wasn’t trying, or when she hadn’t noticed. “if he bails you and ava can have the shirts i bought for the concert. i bought three, i got a tie dye one just to fuck with him, but its really just for me. ”

         with every passing encounter between the pair, it was as if sienna had managed to coax a confession out of the boy and she couldn’t help the bright grin that tilted onto her lips, one that seemingly grew with each and every confession. words she had longed to hear from him were finally tumbling out of him and if he was being truthful about the way his heart was currently beating at an unruly pace, sienna’s mirrored his; though that was certainly nothing new to her when it came to matias. “it’s a shame really,” she teases again, feigning disappointment “if it was a heart condition a kiss could save you. but if it’s me - a kiss could send you spiralling into cardiac arrest.” her lips flare into a smirk and she does little to hide the amusement that sweeps into her green hues, “should i just never kiss you ever again? a world without a matias borges would be very, very boring.” the syllables tumble out quietly, almost a whisper as their faces barely inches apart. her hand traces down his torso, digits toying with the hemline of his shirt, tugging on it gently, “aren’t you the one who couldn’t think of a single thing to do other than dancing if we won that beer pong game? - really it’s you who is impossible.” she nods as if she’s completely innocent in the whole ordeal, teeth biting gently on her bottom lip. “i would’ve gladly been up for having nice, big cup of tea after that victory.” 

@siennavalmont: i said what i said

        there’s a laugh that scuttles past her lips and echoes around the room, the naturally loud laugh amplified due to the high and hallow ceilings and lack of people around them. it causes her to mute it for only a second, before another one is spiralling out, infectious as always. she treads the water, swimming closer to him as if beckoning him to join her - not that she needs to coax him in much, she knows he’ll be joining her soon enough. green hues watch as the boy dives over her head and into the pool, eyes shutting and nose wrinkling as she tilts her head away from the splash he causes. “i’d say a solid 9.5. it’s a shame the boxers came off afterwards. i love a good dick whipping freely in the wind.” she teases with a laugh that has her tilting her head back into a laugh, the ends of her dark locks growing a shade darker in the azure pool. she arches her back, looking as if she’s doing a quick body roll and begins floating on her back, “did you know i didn’t learn to swim until I was like, thirteen?” her eyes drift over to him, “my brother threw me into the deepest part of the pool like he was throwing me to a pack of wild wolves and it triggered my mermaid side and i started swimming for my life. that’s how you know we’ve all got some inner survival instincts inside, isn’t it?”

sienna → eden: hiii pls release seb frm ur snake like grip. i miss him thnx 

sienna → nia:i’m boredsienna → nia: niaaaaa why is everyone so boringsienna → nia: pls come over or ill die

sienna → ava: my brothers wanna go to ibiza this weekenedsienna → ava: pack ur things sunshine!! ur sitting next to me on the jet!!

sienna → hunter: i think i left my underwear at the pool lolsienna → hunter: anyways, come over n help me run lines plsplsplssienna → hunter: if u do it, i’ll toss in a kissing scene!!

sienna → sebastian: bash, basti bear, sebbbbbbbsienna → sebastian: im lost :( somewher in brooklyn sienna → sebastian: can u come pick me up plxz

not anymore

       “is it a heart condition, then? something with an irregular heart beat?” she teases, with a grin, with a laugh that riddles her tone, threatening to come out. “or, is it something else?” she coaxes with a small tilt of her head, her teeth falling onto her bottom lip as her thumb moves in light circles on the fabric of his shirt. the promise that he wants to kiss her just as much as she aches to kiss him has her heart thrumming in her chest, her arms moving to snake around his shoulders, pulling him closer and hips pressing against his. she can taste the beer on his lips, which is a contrast to the sweet mix she had been drinking earlier. her eyes flutter open looking up at him, their lips barely an inch apart, “good,” she murmurs with a soft nod, her lips flirting with his in the process, “you can save it for after the concert.” there’s a coy smile that litters her features, even if she did want to head back to his place, she did enjoy teasing the boy, “so make sure you don’t invite another girl over tonight to drink it in my replacement, like last time.”