nimble fingertip doth wrap around whittled waist, coy simper pressed to painted tiers. bringing her hallowed lip to the shell of his ear, she whispers. ❛ —- m’name’s EVE. you can call me babe really loud and smile all pretty like, ‘cause my ex-boyfriend’s over there and he’s a prick.❜
hand snakes to rest against his sternum, frame pressing close as she dapples a carmine kiss against his ear.
❛ i’ll pay you back in cigarettes, promise...❜
only for such a NOBLE CAUSE would he accept such a simple bribe. he’s not a fan of all this contact but, if only to make himself feel like a better person, he places a hand on her hip. ❛ who says i smoke??that’s a pretty NASTY habit to just impose on someone, babe. if i’m your fake boyfriend, i want fake LUNGS OF GOLD.❜
he SMIRKS, which isn’t really the pretty smile she requested, but as he inhabited a role, he decided an asshole boyfriend would be a bit more SMUG about it all.
