#innocentvixens

   ⊰ ღ ;; ⊱        Priscilla wasn't sure exactly when she fell in love with Wolf. It was somewhere between the first meeting at the little cafe and spending time together since then. Everything was tenative. Shy kisses on cheeks and foreheads, not sure if it was really appropriate to hold hands and to embrace, but soon they were. She couldn't help but let a smile cross her lips, for theirs had yet to touch. Still, she knew somewhere, that it was real love. The way she missed him when he wasn't around, not just pangs in her heart but knots in her stomach, as if he belonged next to her. And, well, spoiled as she was, she didn't like what was hers being far from her.

Three o'clock in the morning and she'd convinced him to come over. It wasn't hard. Just a few "pleases" and he'd agreed, lighting up a grin on her face. She was lounging on the couch, thanking god that her parents had a separate building from hers, though it was on the same land, as she watched Some Like It Hot and snacked on low-sodium unbuttered popcorn. She sat up, hearing the knock, and grinned, skipping over to the door and opening it. "Hi." she murmured when she saw him, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling his shoulder in greeting. She let go of him and closed the door, before turning to him, signing and speaking.