#loricansxpride

'scuse.

   Never before have her eyes been so very, very shut with crinkles taking base at her nose very persuasively insisting her cheeks move up to accommodate the kissy face she equipped herself with. A weapon against him more effective then any other; even if she chose to employ the piece de résistance as she lounged on her back arms sprawled above her head in a lazy manner and, the only real effort being put into her agenda, the lifting of her legs straight up, unexplained phenomenon that would likely stay unexplained phenomenon. There wasn't particular rhythm or reason for what she did but she'd still win. It didn't take strategy see? Oh no, no, no Tank.

   I know you're weakness.   It's kisses. You're doomed.   But don't worry. We're all doomed eventually.

All this and still no kiss. Instead his hand ran through her hair, a tried course she didn't mind too terribly as it was perfected with the time others were not allotted. Still as his touch left a heaviness lingered and he, silent as he was, made no remarks. With eyes opening and legs falling her mouth fell open and a dart of blues to the side would allow her just the corner of a petal. It wasn't that she needed any further prompting: not at all. She needed flowers always and always. It was all you could do to satisfy her.

A curl of her lips showed she appreciated the gesture although the rest was of her was limp. On his bed she lie as if it were her right, arms reaching up so she might trace idly patterns on the headboard that became less and less idly by the moment. A curve, a point, a curve. Over and over and over and...the smile had come and go and in it's place a look of consideration. Or at the very least her own spin of consideration. Confused if not a little sadness with wide doe eyes ever vigilant on the rise and fall of his chest (eye contact was so hard when she knew he was watching her as she was watching him). A curve, a point, a curve. Hearts.

    The earth was kinder then man could ever be;     cupping her cheek when she fell, soaking in the      blood so it didn't seem quite so bad. It took her     in with a cloud of dust when she fell, it didn't mind      that her smile turned to a frown but still...