riessene asked: Quick until tumblr shoots us both for nasty crimes do you want Summer and Keiji to kis? And maybe do.. count how far the freckles go...
riessene asked: Its not a Florence prompt but oh my god what would I give to see the continuation of that f!Hunter/August fic after the door was kicked shut😍
She sits upon August, straddles them, her thighs bracketing their hips. She feels like she’s always belonged here, her shirt spread open and falling off her shoulders as August takes in the sight of her with a look of barely restrained lust.
Her fingers walk down their chest, from collarbone to rib, fluttering over their stomach, lower through the light smattering of dark hair that disappears beneath their trousers.
It all happened so fast, and her skin is still wet from the rain, August leaning close to catch a stray droplet that follows the the curve of her throat with their tongue.
She does not take her eyes off them, their hair spilling free of the neat queue of their ponytail thanks to her insistent fingertips, silvering curls cascading over pale shoulders.
August is beautiful, unlike any human she’s ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on, and the thought that they could be hers makes her breath catch.
They dig their fingers into her thighs as she kisses the edge of their jaw before resting her forehead against theirs, allowing herself a moment to just bask in their presence.
No office, no paperwork, no monsters to distract them. She cups August’s face in her hands, kissing them deeply, as though she’s parched and they’re the only thing that could possibly quench her thirst.
“August,” she whispers, and the name sounds so good in her mouth, on her tongue. The way they smile up at her tells her they agree. “I need you. Do you need me too?”
A blush upon their cheeks, one that spreads to the tips of their ears, spills over their chest, the same decadent crimson as the wine that they favour.
She presses her thumb to their lips, leaning close as they open their mouth for her, and she can’t imagine how she could possibly ever do anything other than kiss August ever again.
Gentle hands traced over scars new and old, bruised skin, her scattered moles. Sajhuin had never been so close to loss. If they had been just a moment later, she…
Their fists clenched before they kissed the back of her neck, slipping closer and wrapping around her like a blanket. She was still here, safe, wrapped in their arms.
“You’re up early..” Her voice croaked as she shifted back against Sajhuin, stretching slightly. Her movements were weary and slow as she placed a hand on theirs, gently lacing their fingers together and giving a gentle squeeze. They were silent in response aside from a gentle groan, having not really slept at all.
Gentle hands traced over scars new and old, bruised skin, her scattered moles. Sajhuin had never been so close to loss. If they had been just a moment later, she…
Their fists clenched before they kissed the back of her neck, slipping closer and wrapping around her like a blanket. She was still here, safe, wrapped in their arms.
“You’re up early..” Her voice croaked as she shifted back against Sajhuin, stretching slightly. Her movements were weary and slow as she placed a hand on theirs, gently lacing their fingers together and giving a gentle squeeze. They were silent in response aside from a gentle groan, having not really slept at all.