💋 :~))
oh, she’d missed this. the feeling of oliver’s lips pressed hard against hers. it felt so natural and complete, like this is what they always should’ve been doing. why should they ever have bothered with anybody else ? behind the mess hall, hidden in the shadow of a pine tree, her hand caressing his neck and her tongue finding its way into his mouth. it wasn’t the alcohol in her system, she was sure— it was him. stupid olly, annoying curly-haired prince. always had been.









