Raya&Punk || Tampa.
His arms snaked around her, lifting her off the ground a bit as her lips met him. “Not at all,” I love animals,” he spoke when the kiss broke. Setting her back on the ground, he refused to let go of her for several minutes but finally relented. “Nice place you’ve got. How long have you lived here?” He asked, looking around after his arms dropped.
Legs wrapping about his waist she'd stay there for as long as she could. She hadn't felt him in days and she realized how badly she missed him, and that she didn't like it. Infact she hated it. "Thanks, um, I've been here for a few months after I moved to the states. I roomed with Shaul and Sofia for a little bit and then got this place." She was very proud of her apartment and that she'd had her own place since she was nineteen years old. She was grinning at him stupidly, knowing that she was doing it she'd stop herself, "I'm sorry just really excited to see you again. I missed the hell out of you Punk."















