a starter for @12thlevel because i have no self-control
slender arms slide around midriff, tucking underneath heavy coat material. the small blonde sinks into the embrace, leaning closer — resting her chin against his chest. azure gaze is soft and loving, her lips pressed into a gentle smile. she would be content to rest there for eternity ... if not for a noticeable stench.
❝ querl, i love you immensely. but, i’m going to need you to take a shower. you’ve been holed up in the lab too long. ❞













