#cioccolino

-> Send ❥ to hug my muse from behind. (♡)

@cioccolino // @flxwergxrden

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Flora's eyes widen when he wraps his arms around her. Glancing around to make sure no one else was in the hallway, a sigh escapes her lips and she moves her hands up to place on his arms wrapped around her chest.

"D-Dino?" She asks, leaning against him as all the stress of classes and training leaves her body. She always felt so vulnerable around him, able to let herself go and just be herself - not the queen to be she had to present herself as. Normally, she would not let herself show such a side so publicly, but since no one was around and he brought it out of her somehow, she lets herself relish in his touch for a while.

send me ❣ for 3 pros & 3 cons of dating my muse!

~ solara edition

pros ;

- she very much enjoys being spoilt ... laps up all attention 

- she is also loves! showering dino in compliments!! lots of love in her heart

- i feel.. they could have a very cute domestic life together... she will do her best to pay dino back for his kindness ... will learn how to cook 

cons ; 

- you are housing a criminal mermaid 

- she will need constant reassurance (’hey you like me right? thank you’)

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ zhenya could still remember when they first met — the cocky , irksome way the olsens carried themselves and he was no different ... or so she thought until enough time passed for her to lift the veil of pride and power bestowed by his family name , giving her a closer look at the occasionally awkward dino , the light in his eyes , the tenderness in his gaze , his voice , his touch -- 

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ -- his touch , in this moment , she could swear was leaving trails of electricity in its wake . his fingers , his palms , his kisses ... the strong arm around her waist , hand resting upon the start of her hip as he guided their movements in synchrony . zhenya bit on her bottom lip , a deep , warm flush on her cheeks at the embarrassment and anticipation she was feeling so intensely it was making her lightheaded , the other’s name broken syllables as she tried to catch her breath . before she felt his other hand coming to rest against the side of her face , thumb stroking her cheek before fingers curled around her jaw in a gentle hold , just enough pressure to make her open her wet eyes in question .

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ❝ㅤ look at me ,ㅤ ❞ㅤ he had whispered , his voice , and the infatuation in his gaze somehow making the small hairs on her nape stand on end , zhenya whimpered in return despite herself , toes curling in reaction to the sudden spark of pleasure his movements began to set off , body quivering as she felt the waves of intensity gradually but surely overpowering her senses , eyes squeezing shut again as she let go of the fabric her fingers had been clinging onto for dear life , just so she could clutch onto his wrist instead , head turning into his touch for comfort as she heard him promise her , so softly , so earnestly ,  ㅤ ❝ㅤ i’ve got you .ㅤ ❞ㅤ 

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ❝ㅤ din --ㅤ ❞ㅤ the remaining syllable of the other’s name ends up being interrupted by a muffled  ㅤ ❝ㅤ oof !ㅤ ❞ㅤ as her nose bumps none too gently into his chest , before she fights her way for air , and starts to wriggle her arms that had been trapped by her sides to grab onto the fabric of dino’s shirt .

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ at first , she acts like she’s about to try and pull him off her , but somehow , the emotions in his voice make her hesitate just a little bit before eventually her hands settle on his back between his shoulder blades . she keeps him close instead , nestling into the warmth in his arms as eyes flutter closed . ㅤ ❝ㅤ i’m fine , dino .ㅤ ❞ㅤ

Continued from [here] with @cioccolino

“Oh! So, you have a twin!” – this exclamation slipped Nunnally’s lips. Unintentionally. She should focus on his emotions rather than on this fact that he (perhaps unintentionally as well) shared with her.

“Do you remember when you last saw it?” – she decided to be practical. It was like her, although probably if she were in his place, she’d first waste precious time to blame herself just how she could have lost it. Though Nunnally didn’t have many things she cared about (or was attached to). She knew her father hated useless attachment (emotions): --

“Maybe double check your pocket…or wherever you were carrying your keys. They sometimes like to open…”

“And if we’re not successful, we can retrace your steps…” – was she too helpful?; Nunnally was second guessed herself now.

“A golden retriever with a basketball seems nice…” – she immediately opted to steer the conversation away from her own words. In case her help was not appreciated. Though honestly, she couldn’t have imagined how it could look like. Weird at most.

Sweet; no-one had called her sweet for…years! She smiled and reached her hand towards the other blond: --

"So, what do you say?" beaming smile "What time should I come from your place to take you?"

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