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chiseled ivories cling to the skin of an ample, coral-smattered bottom lip &&. cerulean-hued oculars focus intently (( though it’s difficult to see past the whiskey-induced haze that’s descended on his vision —- his perception, too )) on the female laid in his arms —- what was her name again? lacey? casey? despite the fact that oliver had difficulty grasping tightly onto his memory (( it was rapidly dwindling away as the alcohol set into his system )) he was sober enough to notice how breath-taking she was. twisted, taut ringlets of kohl-hued hair lay streaming over his arms, splaying like a waterfall that swayed and sprayed down as she moved; her saccharine-sweet, roseate-stained mouth taunted oliver. god, he wanted her.
❛ i’d hate to force you to lie to your diary. ❜ a kittenish arc of an eyebrow accompanied his words, though the remainder of his face remained placid —- he was stoic, taciturn for a protracted time but then, in an instant, oliver craned his neck down, angling his head and positioning it perfectly so that noses avoided bumping, and his mouth met hers. slow, subdued and sedated, oliver sweltered in the heat of the kiss. ——— finally, stacy.
the girl let out a melodic laughter, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her bottom lip. her amusement appearing on her doll like features, rather than the fictional butterflies occupying her alcohol filled belly. with her petals curled upwards, a burning sensation spread across her bronzed cheeks, the girl inhaled in anticipation as the man embracing her leaned in. her heart pounding rapidly against her ribcage, stacy let the thoughts; of consequences of her intoxicated actions, slip her mind -- if only for a brief, reckless, and wrongful moment. her hands placed gently at the back of his neck, traveling across his skin as the cool lips met hers. slender digits brushed against the edge of his jaw, his skin bleak beneath the brunette’s fingertips. lips parting slowly against the man’s; tasting faintly of tequila, she held her breath. with the freezing air surrounding the pair, the female pulled her body closer; latching herself onto the other. though she didn’t seem to mind the cold, not as the stranger’s touch caused her skin to flush; practically radiating heat -- and lust. but for a temporary moment, which she despised beyond words already, she parted ways with the taste of bitter-tasting, yet sweet, alcohol. “ ---- and now i won’t have to, -- thanks. ” the girl breathed, a faint smile appearing on her rose colored petals.
