The Laughing Peaks // Fantasy OxO // Open!

Gods, that laugh. Orion was so completely gone for Florence, so utterly smitten and all they'd done so far was kiss. He was going to be wrecked by the time the night was over, he could feel it. "Yes, you seem happy to leave it to me," he murmured, pouting slightly when Florence tied up his hair. He understood, of course, but that didn't make him any less sad to see it go. "I'd like it if you held on a little tighter, personally. I've always been a fan of having reminders—marks, makeup stains, whatever you can give me."

“Afraid I can’t give you any makeup stains, but I sure can mark you if that’s what you want.” Florence tugged on the collar of Orion’s shirt. “Can this go? I feel like we won’t need it for too much longer.” His hands seemed to be moving on their own, pushing his shirt up to just past his nipple line. He was already planting kisses moving down his neck, tiny nips at the skin worming their way into the otherwise gentle kisses.

Orion shivered as Florence shoved his shirt up, tangling both hands in his hair as he kissed across the soft skin of his throat. He was sensitive there and didn't hesitate to moan softly when he got a nip someplace especially tender, pulling Florence's hair softly. "I… I'd do it happily darling, if… if only you'd stop giving me such lovely distractions."

(i’m probably gonna head to sleep soon, gn!)

Small, almost sweet moans shuddered out from his lips with every hair tug. With Orion’s words, Florence backed off, licking his lips with a coy grin. “Alright, then do it. I need my hands for this, you know.” He purred. “I can’t have them tied up holding your shirt, Orion.”

(Night! also, would u like to take this to pms in the morning?)

Orion could've whimpered—in fact he probably did. It was hard to tell with his head so hazy, but he knew he was obeying, yanking his shit off with unusually clumsy fingers and then shoving himself back up against Florence's chest. He was eager for more, ready to do whatever Florence asked of him even as his hands made their way back into his hair to drag him into a biting kiss.

(yeah, i feel like that would probably be best, haha, do you mind if i go ahead and PM you my response?)

(not at all, please do!)