@freckledbats: Amour, eager for his particular attention, and his attention alone, climbs into his lap, only in some over sized shirt and underwear, her bedtime wear. She places a small kiss on his lips as a greeting before moving to peck the skin on his neck instead. ( do with this what u may she just wanted his attention 😔 )
A HYMN of static warbled in soprano near the shell of his ear, the late hour speaking to him in indiscernible whispers and fostering a complementary atmosphere for the shadows carpeting the floor – ghosts of the past speaking amidst a flurry of copper petals. seated on the edge of the bed, unblinking eyes stared through the floor and beyond reality’s realm in an attempt to concentrate on the incessant drivel. occasionally did a certain word surface above the discordance with a voice that begot a pang of familiarity within him but no epiphany was had in its wake. not unlike an intrepid captain sailing into the eye of the storm, studious concentration on the gibberish’s disharmony led him deeper and deeper into the Void’s residual remnants until the collective sound swathed him in a blanket of enigma. for several long minutes, it was all he knew until her newfound presence delivered him from the penetralia of the great abyss.
she tethered him to the present and for the time being, the intelligible voices were swallowed by the tides of white noise.
covetous hands were quick to welcome her into place, slowly gliding in tandem along her thighs before ducking under the shirt’s loose fabric and fitting themselves around her waist as if they belonged nowhere else. any risk of distraction became dulled by his sprawling influence on their surroundings as handcrafted constellations were etched upon her back, intricate designs crafted by the gentle drag of fingertips across her skin’s open canvas. the Void could call and beseech him to answer but there existed a worthier candidate for his attention; categorically, she was better company. in lieu of the unpalatable alternative did shadowed eyes find hers, much kinder than the look they had given to the Void and far more taken with what he saw. the dichotomy between their appearances and inherent natures was never lost on him and yet, a blind eye was always turned towards its truth; they could only exist in the moment, never further.
his touch ascended and aligned his arm with her spine, drawing her closer against him in an extended embrace before lifting her higher off his lap and twisting to lower her backwards onto the bed. legs were guided further apart as a chaste kiss was pressed against the side of her knee, soon to be followed by another that was bestowed lower down her thigh and another that arrived even lower. only when the sensation of the last kiss faded away did he finally move himself higher up along her body, tenderly cradling the side of her face as stray hair was thumbed away from her features.
❝ 보고싶었어요 ❞
the sentiment was murmured beneath a breath, a secret shared between them and far from the abyss’ reach. in spite of its foreign vernacular, the way that their lips met should have left little doubt in her mind as to what its translation would have expressed.
in her bid to receive some attention, she had procured it in its entirety without compromise.
