[ His eyes follow her tongue and maybe that pleases Aberdeen, because despite whatever Dundee will do (or in this case fail to do), there will always be that initial impulse, the little hook that caught Aberdeen's attention in the first place (or was it Dundee who was caught first; they may never know). She doesn't know what will happen if someone were to come around and hold his attention the way that she does, carrying his gaze away from her and her alone. Aberdeen doesn't like to think about it and so she doesn't, just goads and goads and goads some more.
She does it again, her tongue appearing at the corner of her mouth, that metal hoop catching the light. Aberdeen abandons her part of the lift for his again, pressing up against him a second time like she's daring him to stop looking. ]
What else would you like to hear? [ New topic. Or rather, a sharp turn at the last set of lights. ]
action; kajdf ugh i love them so much D:
She does it again, her tongue appearing at the corner of her mouth, that metal hoop catching the light. Aberdeen abandons her part of the lift for his again, pressing up against him a second time like she's daring him to stop looking. ]
What else would you like to hear? [ New topic. Or rather, a sharp turn at the last set of lights. ]