Mira grins and raises an eyebrow at the way he arches against the paint.
"Patience." She uses her fingers to drag arms slowly out of the spiral,
like a galaxy or a hurricane, enjoying the feel of the paint slick between
his skin and her fingertips.
She switches back to the brush to create a long blue zig zag down his back
and start to play it out into fractals. Lightning. Arteries. Something like
that.
She pauses in her focus to take the end of the joint from him with a
"thanks," taking a long drag. On impulse, she puts her hand on the back of
his neck and leans in over his shoulder to press her lips to his,
shotgunning the end of it and trying not to laugh.
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Re: (i should probably tw for mention of drugs here, to be on the safe side)
Date: 2014-10-16 06:08 pm (UTC)Mira grins and raises an eyebrow at the way he arches against the paint. "Patience." She uses her fingers to drag arms slowly out of the spiral, like a galaxy or a hurricane, enjoying the feel of the paint slick between his skin and her fingertips.
She switches back to the brush to create a long blue zig zag down his back and start to play it out into fractals. Lightning. Arteries. Something like that.
She pauses in her focus to take the end of the joint from him with a "thanks," taking a long drag. On impulse, she puts her hand on the back of his neck and leans in over his shoulder to press her lips to his, shotgunning the end of it and trying not to laugh.