He'd think himself running more cold than hot, but Matthias doesn't find it strange. She makes him flush until the snow has melted off his bones and reveals soft flesh beneath the sharp icicles.
Although his heart pounds, confidence climbs his spine. She makes him brave enough to be vulnerable and playful. The drüskelle would think it such a sin. ]
Am I hot here?
[ Staring at her with his lips parted, Matthias taps his fingers against the pulse of his neck. ]
no subject
Am I?
[ It's innocently asked.
He'd think himself running more cold than hot, but Matthias doesn't find it strange. She makes him flush until the snow has melted off his bones and reveals soft flesh beneath the sharp icicles.
Although his heart pounds, confidence climbs his spine. She makes him brave enough to be vulnerable and playful. The drüskelle would think it such a sin. ]
Am I hot here?
[ Staring at her with his lips parted, Matthias taps his fingers against the pulse of his neck. ]