Date: 2006-10-09 10:04 am (UTC)
ten_of_swords: (What?)
He hefts her up, though she ends up mostly in his lap, not in the seat beside him. Ruin doesn't mind all that much, running his hands along her back while suckling at her neck.

"'So... lovely..." he whispers against her skin.
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