( how handsome they are togetherβshe could admire them indefinitely, but when marcus draws her near she kisses him, first, and then julius with her fingers still wound through marcus's hair. that she is comfortably at liberty to do so is a wonderful thing, she thinks; the prospect of finding them both warm and handsome and hers. with the idea of that thing being uncomplicated for an hour or two, before they have to contend withβ
all else that must be contended with. it can wait while they're here, mischief quirking the corner of petrana's mouth sideways before she presses a knee to the bed and pushes off with her foot to use the force of her small body to tumble them into a pile on it, entangled.
she is quite pleased with herself when she pushes up on her hands, tucking stray hair back behind her earsβ )
I don't doubt that we are.
( she leaves her hair where it is, and sets her hands to the laces of her bodice. )
no subject
all else that must be contended with. it can wait while they're here, mischief quirking the corner of petrana's mouth sideways before she presses a knee to the bed and pushes off with her foot to use the force of her small body to tumble them into a pile on it, entangled.
she is quite pleased with herself when she pushes up on her hands, tucking stray hair back behind her earsβ )
I don't doubt that we are.
( she leaves her hair where it is, and sets her hands to the laces of her bodice. )