[ it's ok she'll look hot for the both of them. also same i cannot be bothered to think with more intricate details rn, so as soon as wriothesley hops onto his ride, ishmael slings one leg over the motorcycle, then the other, before snugly wrapping her arms around his middle and leaning her cheek against his back with a smile. ]
[ once they're both settled, it's an easy matter of turning on the ignition and zipping out into the streets of neo-tokyo. by now he's gotten the hang of riding a motorbike, and even if he isn't going to be performing any sick tricks any time soon, he's confident enough that he can weave through city traffic and towards the outskirts of town.
and because it's dangerous to text while driving, he waits until they're coming to a stop at their destination. ]
Satisfied?
[ with her ride, that is. though it could also be for the field of tulips to their left, in an abundance of colors spread across the rainbow. they may all be genetically altered but that doesn't make them any less pretty. ]
ya but im not using them here.... unless..........................
[ it's nice, feeling the wind on her face and through her hair as they smoothly travel outside the city's boundaries. getting to hold wriothesley from behind is a nice bonus too, and she tightens her hold on him at some point the further they venture into the outskirts.
it's only when wriothesley finally slows down to a stop at a flower park that she lets go of him, albeit reluctantly, sliding off his bike to marvel at the tulip fields stretching out before them. ]
Wow...
[ her mouth is slightly agape as she automatically reaches for wriothesley's hand and leads them further into the garden. ]
There's actually something like this outside of town?
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me hiding my lowkey horny ones
Ready when you are.
HIDING? AREN'T YOU IN A SMUT GAME
and because it's dangerous to text while driving, he waits until they're coming to a stop at their destination. ]
Satisfied?
[ with her ride, that is. though it could also be for the field of tulips to their left, in an abundance of colors spread across the rainbow. they may all be genetically altered but that doesn't make them any less pretty. ]
ya but im not using them here.... unless..........................
it's only when wriothesley finally slows down to a stop at a flower park that she lets go of him, albeit reluctantly, sliding off his bike to marvel at the tulip fields stretching out before them. ]
Wow...
[ her mouth is slightly agape as she automatically reaches for wriothesley's hand and leads them further into the garden. ]
There's actually something like this outside of town?