[ how long has it been since she came into this beautiful room? how long has it been since her thoughts fled to make room for spring? she can't even tell anymore. time doesn't mean a thing, here in this lovely shared dream of theirs. the past hour is a blur of lovemaking and fucking and perfect, perfect fitting against one another and inside one another.
it's about two hours into the day that stelle finally manages to fire a message to the astral express off. and from her position atop hazel, she just... lies there, waiting for her two best friends. ]
~TIME FOR VISITORS~
it's about two hours into the day that stelle finally manages to fire a message to the astral express off. and from her position atop hazel, she just... lies there, waiting for her two best friends. ]