[ for a single moment, the air between them shifts. the all-encompassing love becomes a love that threatens to burn them both away, gunfire and voidflame and feverish kisses that smear red like lipstick across their bodies. stelle presses against sirin, reaches up to grab roughly at her hair-
-and then laughs, gently pulling her back and breathlessly kissing at kiana's neck. ]
I will. Probably. [ stelle's voice isn't the most emotive, but there's tiny tells that she's teasing - the hint of a smile still on her lips, the way she intersperses her words with tiny kisses to kiana's neck. ] Or maybe I'll get Welt to do it. He's probably had to say all of it before, right?
[ she doesn't bother waiting for kiana's response. she leans in, biting at her neck - wide, deep, enough pressure to leave a mark but not to break the skin. ]
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-and then laughs, gently pulling her back and breathlessly kissing at kiana's neck. ]
I will. Probably. [ stelle's voice isn't the most emotive, but there's tiny tells that she's teasing - the hint of a smile still on her lips, the way she intersperses her words with tiny kisses to kiana's neck. ] Or maybe I'll get Welt to do it. He's probably had to say all of it before, right?
[ she doesn't bother waiting for kiana's response. she leans in, biting at her neck - wide, deep, enough pressure to leave a mark but not to break the skin. ]