03-02-2017, 09:18 PM
Dov’s incredulous stare was about right, yeah. Diz snorted and rolled her eyes at her own idiocy; softness wasn’t something she did, wasn’t something he’d want from her. “Stupid question,” she agreed, the corner of her lips quirking just a little upward as he growled at her. He ordered her to cuddle him, and she smirked. If he didn’t clearly need it so badly, she’d tell him to fuck off for bossing her around. Well or purr and tell him to make her.
Or at least she told herself she would’ve, even as she lowered herself to lie next to him, her body pressed against his skeletal frame. She draped her neck across him in a move that should have been uncomfortably intimate. Would have been, if he hadn’t been shivering so hard. Lucky for him, Diz was running a little hotter than usual these days, and not in a fun sexy way either. Matter of fact, she had just about zero interest in banging her bony lover, disturbingly content to just lie wrapped around him instead.
She could have asked questions, but he had as much of a smart mouth as she did, and it didn’t seem worth the effort to get shot down and mouthed off at and pushed away, especially when pushing her away would only end up hurting him. Or at least making him freeze to death. So. Whatever, fine. She trailed her lips along the still-bare skin at the juncture of his shoulder and neck and held him close, quiet sounds of comfort slipping out despite her better judgement when the shivers were at their worst. And she let her body do what it was good at just now: throwing a hell of a lot of heat, since she’d apparently turned into a goddamn furnace.
At least it was coming in handy for something.
Or at least she told herself she would’ve, even as she lowered herself to lie next to him, her body pressed against his skeletal frame. She draped her neck across him in a move that should have been uncomfortably intimate. Would have been, if he hadn’t been shivering so hard. Lucky for him, Diz was running a little hotter than usual these days, and not in a fun sexy way either. Matter of fact, she had just about zero interest in banging her bony lover, disturbingly content to just lie wrapped around him instead.
She could have asked questions, but he had as much of a smart mouth as she did, and it didn’t seem worth the effort to get shot down and mouthed off at and pushed away, especially when pushing her away would only end up hurting him. Or at least making him freeze to death. So. Whatever, fine. She trailed her lips along the still-bare skin at the juncture of his shoulder and neck and held him close, quiet sounds of comfort slipping out despite her better judgement when the shivers were at their worst. And she let her body do what it was good at just now: throwing a hell of a lot of heat, since she’d apparently turned into a goddamn furnace.
At least it was coming in handy for something.