╰ no diabolical warlords? || log 001 || ☭

[lastyears_model]

Who; lastyears_model & assworthsaving
Where; Zephry Pointe Complex Room 307
Style; Whatever.
Status; Closed.

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[assworthsaving]

[But little did the unsuspecting journalist know that Drake had actually woken up today.

At some point when she was gone- out where he wasn't exactly sure, he had woken up and wandered the place in a confused state. It had taken him a while to recall where the hell he was, what day it was, how long he had been out- that last one being the real shocker.

Over a month he had been in a sleep coma.

He was familiar with them because of Elena and a couple of his other friends had fallen into them. But for this long? And of course he spent his time going through his phone- checking updates to what he had missed, anything he could find, really. He didn't get very far, but he could always get details from Elena

[assworthsaving]

[and have Elena at my beck and call? sure! That means he should keep her distracted, right? That delightful little moan and the squirming beneath him only made him want to continue. Very delicately he trailed two fingers past her jawline then down her neck, lingering at her collarbone. His long fingers toyed with the thin strap of her nightgown and eventually slid it down her shoulder- cocking an eyebrow as he did so, and despite their eyes being closed. As if the expression was a hint towards his intentions.

Drake responded to her hungry kisses, mouth pressed firmly against hers, head tilted at a desirable angle so as to kiss her as passionately as possible. She was comfortably warm- hot, even, and literally speaking (as well as figuratively). It was cold outside and it didn't seem to matter if the heater was on or not- just that he was wrapped together with her.]

[lastyears_model]

( another shiver ran along her spine brought on by the soft touches and her skin prickled with goosebumps. she lifted her hand from his arm to press her palm to the side of his neck instead, brushing her fingers against the hair at the back of it. it hadn’t been her intent to just jump into a make out session with the man once he were to wake up, but she didn’t have any complaints on the matter, there were worse things they could have been getting into after all

she lingered a while longer with their kiss before she had to reluctantly pull her mouth from being pressed against his to inhale a breath into her burning lungs. panting a breath, she set her forehead to rest against his own, lips tugging into a smirk as she caught her breath )

Missed me too, I take it…

[assworthsaving]

[When she pulled away he slowly opened his eyes and put on a smirk to match her own. Elena- such a cute smile, but such a violent girl, and yet he wouldn't have it any other way. Well. Maybe less punching. He shrugged when she spoke and paused as if he were truly thinking it over, letting a minute pass by-

Then he flashed a cocky smile, fingers still playing with the strap of her nightgown.]

Nooo. [chuckles] Not at all.

Besides, I had dreams to keep me company.