♥ ! MON AMOUR .
avidity in her wake ! captivated wonder in honey - dewed gaze , mouth parted in awe as she followed deft movements , all an illusion she must remember ( she holds the jubilant disposition & enchanting lure of a ecstatic child , she is innocence incarnate ) a voice akin to hymnal / divinity snaps her from her reverie , timid , trembling when calloused touch touches her gentle ones with worry marring a delicate mien.
❛ yes mon ange ! yet i fear i may not master it ❜ she drawls the uncertain saccharine confession , already the card is loosely held in digits as she meets the look that leaves a relentless heart rapid in the aviary of her chest , a light tease upon the next statement ❛ magic is not as easily performed as singing , well , except for you ❜
ANOTHER SKIPPED BEAT ! how such a soft soul had control over a tarnished one ! it nearly made a monstrous countenance flush with a blush , put a pallid wash remained -- a slight upturn at the corner of thin lips , barely a smile , the only sign of emotion further than professional . ❝ now now , focus . ❞
❝ here ------ ❞ a deck of worn cards is slipped into gentle palm , the brush of skin causes a jolt , but a tongue is held & a warm tone slips slightly through his direction . ❝ if you were paying attention well enough , you can do it . ❞
