@rcliicta sent a raven: “Easy—finish your drink slow. You’re already buzzed enough to fall into me.” - bella-donna to roman
"Pretty baby I ain't fell into anyone, it's always work well worth the effort.'
That wasn't what she'd meant, he knew that, and to be fair it had been a long night. But by some miracle no one at the table had pulled gun, toxin, or umbrella as the money slid from pot to pot as the hands were dealt. By now Harvey had usually either fucked off, or flipped the table because of course someone had to be cheating and it couldn't be his shit poker face. Or Jon's damned toxin had been set off under the table in spite of the fact that they told him a million times to leave that shit at home.
Poker night was sacred, especially as it was so rare that all of them were outside iron fence and concrete walls at the same time. Empty chairs were more familiar, and Roman was beginning to feel a bit claustrophobic with all the warm bodies after so long. But his side of the table was a bit light, cutting a side eye towards Edward before wrapping an arm around her waist to tug her onto his lap with a low coaxing croon. Ignore the way your “Mama” is looking this way, it's not important. He might be the reason the night degenerated into a brawl, nuzzling into her neck when she resisted, leaned half out his chair as he nibbled the skin.
“Which you already know.' Lips curl slowly into a grin, fingers working their way beneath the hem of her shirt, moving upwards to cup her ribs. ” ‘less this is your less than subtle way of sayin’ you want to go? I'll buy out and we can head to one of the rooms in the back, just say the word.'
