[closed : i want to hold you close / soft breath, beating heart]
Who: sonvisage & lonestray
When: Sunday.
Where: Outside his apartment, sob.
Format: Actionspam forever.
What: Lust is stalking Scar again. Feelings and boobs are spilling everywhere.
Warnings: Angst. Awkward nudity.
[Standing outside his door, face flushed in the last traces of light, a hand raised and lain upon the door. Teeth skim her lower lip as she sighs, stands and breathes. The hammering beneath her chest isn't unpleasant, but she's not sure she wants to endure it (or can) a moment longer.
She's given into her impulses several times over, and thoughts of Scar have drifted in and out of mind throughout, but now? Well, she's all but consumed by them. Can't think of anything else.
How the hell did she even end up here because she doesn't remember walking.
Fingers trembling as she taps the frame. A laugh escapes her lips as she knocks again, more forcefully. Then she presses her hand against the flat of the door again and waits.
That pull.
That's familiar.
But this one? This is...
...it might be a little like burning to death.]
When: Sunday.
Where: Outside his apartment, sob.
Format: Actionspam forever.
What: Lust is stalking Scar again. Feelings and boobs are spilling everywhere.
Warnings: Angst. Awkward nudity.
[Standing outside his door, face flushed in the last traces of light, a hand raised and lain upon the door. Teeth skim her lower lip as she sighs, stands and breathes. The hammering beneath her chest isn't unpleasant, but she's not sure she wants to endure it (or can) a moment longer.
She's given into her impulses several times over, and thoughts of Scar have drifted in and out of mind throughout, but now? Well, she's all but consumed by them. Can't think of anything else.
How the hell did she even end up here because she doesn't remember walking.
Fingers trembling as she taps the frame. A laugh escapes her lips as she knocks again, more forcefully. Then she presses her hand against the flat of the door again and waits.
That pull.
That's familiar.
But this one? This is...
...it might be a little like burning to death.]