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    “Harper...” They coo with petals already shifting with a slight upturn and a smirk beginning to welcome itself. Louse digits barely dance on the other’s shoulder as they shift on the couch. “What if we go for a swim, it’s nice out... we could play Marco Polo...I’ve never played it before.” There’s a bit of tendency Jens has developed when it comes to the other. There’s such a docile aura about the Harper, they can’t help the instinctual purr that overpowers their tone when they speak to him, there’s a bit of underlying joy seeing how the other reacts to their actions. ( @tremblingempires )

       the feeling that spreads inside of him isn’t a feeling he can easily place .  he’s giddy ,  warm ,  excited  &  yet so calm ,  the calmest he’s ever been around another that wasn’t a blood relation before .   she makes him feel that ,  she makes him feel everything  &  more .  usually he was shy ,  reserved ,  he didn’t speak unless he was spoken to &  he had a hard time fitting in ,  with anyone -- anywhere . however, she’d come to be his only exception .  she’s the most beautiful person he’s ever met ,  and though her outward appearances are -- indescribable ,  he’s more focused on the inside .  on her soul .  his passions ,  which he could talk to death about , bored those closest to him  &  yet she ,  she gets it  &  she has just as much to say in return .  it had shocked him at first ,  &  then completely inspired him, intrigued him  &  astounded him .  he’d never expected to feel this way, to find someone who got him, in every way that no one else seemed to .  not even his brother ,  or his cousins ;  though he loved them all very dearly -- they didn’t get him like she did, like she had done instantly .  now ,  he’s sat in the bookshop he’s come to live above with her .  there’s  ‘ alice in wonderland  ’  in one hand ,  a tea in the other , whilst his arm wraps around her, nose nudging against her arm playfully .  “ ...it’s probably bad i prefer children’s stories to adults isn’t it ?  “  he asks , eyes meeting with hers intently, as they always did .  he could look at her ,  and that was a victory all on it’s own .     | @tremblingempires​

   They’ve developed quite an appetite for the other, which is always a dangerous game with the Sin of Gluttony. There’s an impending craving they’ve developed for their presence, wanting to devour every second with them. Call it needy, but there’s such a refined approach the Sin has, such a word wouldn’t come to mind first. Turning their head against the soft bed sheets, the dark cloud of curls, obstructing a bit of their view. Hues glance down to their display; sprawled limbs entangled in sheets and in their bare glory. Pearls peek through their full lips and a dainty hand goes to stroke their hair. “I’m bored of this place, maybe we should leave.” ( @tremblingempires )

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