he leans down fingers delicately cupping her face, tugging her closer as he pressed his lips to hers swiftly, thumb grazing over cheek. ' sleep , my love. '
she’s made of something sweet , lips tasting like something sweeter . her fingers encircle his wrists & dig into flesh , body lifting from her chair as she presses back , feather - soft kiss made harder than he had initiated . the sleuth pulls back & her forehead rests against his , gentle chuckle escaping her throat . ❝ i’m five minutes away from being finished with this case . ❞ another kiss is given to his lips , then another . ❝ be more patient , darling . ❞ // @ripostc












