[ the question yanks the reins of her gaze, forcing her eyes back up to meet his. his bewilderment is so genuine, like he can't imagine in the slightest why she would ask, why that might have changed, even as the proof is there on her shoulders, jutting cruelly from her skin.
as if it makes no difference to him.
her expression trembles, threatened with collapse under the weight of the gesture. instead, she digs one hand into his hair and pulls him by it, presses her mouth to his so that he can drink down her relief in the whimpered sound she makes, all need, all barely restrained hunger that finally breaks loose.
as their bodies come together, alina needy enough to press flush to him all at once, the protrusions of aleksander's bone nudge gently up against his chest. ]
i'm a monster again BUT alina's room is still in the boarding house shhh it's fine
as if it makes no difference to him.
her expression trembles, threatened with collapse under the weight of the gesture. instead, she digs one hand into his hair and pulls him by it, presses her mouth to his so that he can drink down her relief in the whimpered sound she makes, all need, all barely restrained hunger that finally breaks loose.
as their bodies come together, alina needy enough to press flush to him all at once, the protrusions of aleksander's bone nudge gently up against his chest. ]