fovghtabear:

               HER LIPS _{curl from ear to ear as an arm stretches all the way to his body, slowly pulling him in closer. ‘ well, you ARE only five years younger than them. it’s not my fault they didn’t know how to properly use contraceptives at sixteen. ’ she uses her grip on his shirt to hoist her thin frame up, legs extending for the sole purpose of pressing her lips to his without leaning up. ‘ plus, i LIKE older men. ’}

                    _{there’s a pause, eyebrows knitting as she feigns ideation. ‘ oh? i’d be one step closer to taking over the work. i want a space station in the shape of an h and it will be called helios. and as dictator, i’ll need a first man sort of deal. wanna be king? ’}

          _{older men – he’s still having a hard time grappling with that kind of sentiment being related directly to him. mia might think it’s all cute & shit, but this might be the beginning of a midlife crisis. you know, the fact that he isn’t even at the midlife stage notwithstanding. even the way he accepts the kiss has a bit of attitude behind it.} 

               _{“ helios? what kind of name is THAT? “}

          _{not that it’s bad – just oddly specific, selected on a dime. “ as for bein’ a king? sounds like a whole lot of responsibility for a guy like me. i like to do my own thing, usually – FLOW with it. know what i’m saying? “}