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Leon’s grabbing her by the jaw |: @washsins
heat curls under her skin, violence biting the edges, like a spark in the air before a storm breaks. his hand was on her, rough and anticipated, fingers clamping around her jaw and tilting her head up like she was something he owned. that's what it was; an ache to be wanted for more than the war in her veins. consumed in a way that suffocates every haunting at her heels. lip curled before her brain could catch up. a smile, slow and cutting, almost sweet in the right light, and he knew better. but the moon cast a shadow, held a spotlight on her. the stuttering of lifted hips interrupted their rhythm; leon catches her before she can torment any further. ❛ did i even stand a chance? ❜ a ragged exhale, amusement flushed as a glow on her cheeks. hand dancing across his chest wraps around his wrist, honey eyes fixated and still taunting in a silent dare. her head tilts, guiding to her throat and pressing into calluses. ❛ you have the stamina for it, don't you? or is age catching up? ❜