#neptunc

he really wasn't good with tears. sad or happy. especially the latter, because he didn't quite understand what to do with it. "i don't understand, i thought you wanted to make this relationship public. i thought dinner out was a good thing."

" alright, well that... was not what i was expecting you to say. " katrina turned to give a grin, " but i still hate your guts. "

“you’re ridiculous--” she’s had a little too much to drink. enough to ease the loose tension in her shoulders and ease the ever present weight on her chest. maybe that’s why she’s pressed up against dawson in the booth, close enough for her head to be clouded by the smell of his cologne. “i’m not-- playing dawson--and you can’t make me.” she sticks her tongue out-- “so there.” it’s a testament to the strength of the drinks-- that she’s relaxed enough to be silly. she steals his glass and takes a sip of his drink and then another. “you’re so competitive when we play darts-- when i win you pout--” she giggles. “it’s actually kind of adorable...”

     “   oh   my   god,   ”   nora   whispered   under   her   breath,   the   smile   that   first   rose   to   her   cheeks   as   a   blush   was   now   lighting   her   face   as   she   took   in   their   presence.   “   did   you   get   taller   ?   or   am   i   just   imagining   things   ?   ”   she   teased.

knows damn well she locked the door behind her on way in here , only room in the church that actually has a lock to the door. " most people have already left and gone home father nathan . . . " whispers so softly , despite actions being near opposite of soft. " and my mum and helen went off to the upstairs storage to go find some more red lightbulbs to replace some broken ones , no one is gonna find us don't worry. . . " not that she was worried about that anyways. moves to straddle his lap , a position she's becoming slowly more familiar sitting atop. hands gently rise to cord through hair, fingers lightly scratching against his scalp as she does so. " i've missed you - " admits softly , leans forward to press lips against his. knows he'd said it could never happen again and yet, it continues to keep happening. " missed this. " murmurs out as hips rock down against his trying to build some friction between them, head leaning close to his ear. " i did notice how you kept looking at me during your sermon today , you know it would be unfair to do that and not give me a reward for acting unbothered. "

" you - you do daddy . . " brunette drawls out before soft whimper. feel of fingers dipping inside of her enough to elicit another moan from lips, hips bucking towards his touch to try and create more friction. " 'm daddy's little slut and only he can touch me like this. . . " almost purrs out in between whimpers passing her lips. hand of her own moves to trail down male's chest " only you get me this wet. " whispers , hand that was trailing down his chest now instead ghosting over his boxers and feeling hardened erection, other hand pulling his face towards her and crashing her lips against his, soft moan eliciting against his lips due to feel of his fingers pumping inside her. " s'good but i need more daddy. "

" remember when we kissed in seventh great ? — you were so nervous, it was cute. " / @neptunc ♥

she's sat across from him in their usual booth at carrie's, eating her mac & cheese in the comfortable silence. & then he says that, causing a playful smile to curve onto her lips. " yeah ? you just now realizing that, bennett ? not like we've been best friends our whole lives or anything. " she teases, pointing her empty fork at him. after a moment, betty's demeanor softens, her chest doing a light flutter as she looks up at him. " in all seriousness, you know i'll never let you down, right ? you're my favorite person neil, there's nothing i wouldn't do for you. " she admits, free hand reaching across the table to place it gently on top of his.