#yes. very

[humantome]

hey so ;; i may have another mysterious masked man on my f/o list now ;;;;

[mydarlinghart]

Wild Hearts [Ian/Triss]

deadendtheatre

The look she gave him was enough to get him wrapped around her finger. Coupled with the touch to his chin and the closeness between them, it was astonishing he hadn't closed the gap completely - and for a few hours if allowed.

He leaned into the kiss willingly, hands resting on her hips with a restrained grip. At the question, he made no attempt to answer with words, instead roughly pulling her flush against him as he leaned in for a hungry kiss.

What had started as a perfectly normal evening for Triss, with a performance at the Third Rail and an increasing rowdiness as patrons sank deeper into their respective glasses, had quickly evolved as decisions were being made in the fly. In the midst of all the chaos, she had bumped into Galloway. They had shared a few drinks until the noise in the bar became too much, and Triss had invited him back to her place.

They had talked for a while, flirting back and forth between refills, and all this time Triss had been pushing in the subtlest of ways to see how far his restraint really went. Standing there in his arms with his mouth on her own, she found herself more than willing to abandon her little experiment in favor of something far more gratifying.

She had moved her hands so that one rested on the back of his head and the other on his chest, and when he moved in for a second kiss she met it readily with slightly parted lips. Her tongue brushed against the seam of his lips requesting entry, and feeling his body so deliciously pressed against her own she couldn’t help but roll her hips towards him in slow and languid circles.