“ you know, darling, you bring out the worst in me . ” :^)
a peal of boisterous laughter rings — soft and sweet, echo playing off the walls of their home . his warmth behind her is welcome , even moreso the hot puff of his lungs against her nape while he speaks , and the hand that dares to skirt up her side . she hums correspondence , light and wanton , feigning the innocence he knows is long lost & spins herself to face him with all the grace of a woman in love. “ oh ? i may need a demonstration, “ she teases , pressing forward into his space & watching the plum-red hues of his complexion soften in her presence . always easy , never sour . they melt and merge together like twin flames dancing in their hearth — brightest with each other . hera swoops in , trailing a hand up his jaw and fingering the curls that sit at his ear , halting just a breath away from his kiss and gaze pointed lilac . “ —master. “
