HELLOO HELLOO (I say brfore I bite a gluttonous bite out of your blog because of the aesthetic) ANYWAYY I SAW YOUR EVENT AND YK I couldn’t help BUUT join in
SOO for the matchup my favorite scent would be BDK Parfums, Rouge Smoking which is basically like a vanilla cherry scent🤓☝️
Mwah
you’ve been matched with…itoshi sae! your perfume has notes of cherry, vanilla husk, and base notes of wood and white musk. sensual, mature, and mysterious, but still sweet like quiet drives with skyscrapers and the moon overhead.
night drives in madrid with itoshi sae. passenger princess sae. blink and you miss it suggestive. driving written by someone who doesn’t know how to drive. not edited or proofread. 0.5k wc.
nightime gives madrid a different kind of life.
it’s still bursting with energy, lights illuminating your vision and reflecting off the stars, but there’s something quiet about it. reserved. other cars and electronic billboards drift past and circle you like the wind, giving you the sense that you’re in a world of your own, a bubble surrounded by gleaming buildings and headlights.
your observation reminds you of the man sitting beside you. sae’s hair is tussled unevenly from the air coming through the window, but he doesn’t seem to care. his eyes are tired, colored a lazy teal, looking out into a place beyond your car. with the moon hung high, sae’s stern front rests, exhausted from scheduling and an unnecessary after-party (in his opinion), and lets himself unravel in his seat.
in your bubble of chipped metal and a busted radio, sae looks unbodied and yet grounded.
your car enters the highway. tempted to slip into that untouchable aura, you put a hand on his thigh. he turns, turquoise gaze burning a hole in your temple.
“keep your hands on the wheel.”
“relax, babe,” you say, slightly caught off guard. your hand moves back anyway, and sae relaxes, falling back into the seat like a feather, eyes fluttering closed.
he shifts, the neckline of his blouse loosening and revealing the necklace sitting nicely above his collarbone, glistening in your peripheral. his cologne wafts into your nose, sweet and fruity scent now dried from the party into something deeper and muskier.
you glance over. “it’s a shame. i really like seeing you in a suit,” you say. “i’m tempted to take the scenic route just to keep it on you longer.”
he makes a sound between a scoff and an amused chuckle. “i thought getting clothes off of me would excite you more.”
“normally,” you laugh. “it was just rare to see you all—”
“stuffy and looking like i want to rip my skin off?” he interrupts.
“i was going to say dressed up.” you correct, undeterred.
“besides, you look like that all the time.”
sae rolls his eyes, subtly, like he thinks he’s hiding it from you. your hand falls from the wheel again, but instead of moving for his thigh, you pause and lay it on your armrest. your fingers hang off the rest, twitching and flickering for his touch like the passing street lamps, their lights dimming and blinking more frequently as you pull into an older, quieter part of the city.
sae catches the unconscious movement of your fingers towards his, dangling like leaves in still air, waiting to be caught by a breeze. he meets you halfway, lightly grazing your pinky in more of a gentle breath.
you look at your hands and smile. “what deal would i have to make for you to keep that suit on for another hour or two?”
a street lamp blinks in and out of sae’s focus. he hums, “maybe if your eyes stay on the road, we’ll be able to see what happens.”
i've started working so i might not be able to work on the event reqs for like two weeks (?) sorry if it feels like i'm taking too long !! :((
