The noise she makes is lost to the music around them, a single pleased note in a cacophony of sound. Clary's own hands move, press up his back and then shift so that she can lock them around the slope of his neck, her fingers knitted together to keep the two of them in place. When she moves it's only to bare more of her skin to his questing mouth, nose crinkling when it tickles. )
Mm. ( "I guess." She leans back a little to smile at him, eyes bright and mischievous, her cheeks warm. )
Hey. ( She loves him. It's in the curve of her mouth and the depth of her eyes and in the way her eyelashes move as she takes him in. It's an impossible thing to contain. ) I'm really glad you came here with me.
( To the party. To Xistentia. To whatever ends of the earth he has to follow her to. It doesn't matter which, they're all true. )
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The noise she makes is lost to the music around them, a single pleased note in a cacophony of sound. Clary's own hands move, press up his back and then shift so that she can lock them around the slope of his neck, her fingers knitted together to keep the two of them in place. When she moves it's only to bare more of her skin to his questing mouth, nose crinkling when it tickles. )
Mm. ( "I guess." She leans back a little to smile at him, eyes bright and mischievous, her cheeks warm. )
Hey. ( She loves him. It's in the curve of her mouth and the depth of her eyes and in the way her eyelashes move as she takes him in. It's an impossible thing to contain. ) I'm really glad you came here with me.
( To the party. To Xistentia. To whatever ends of the earth he has to follow her to. It doesn't matter which, they're all true. )