[ clarisse feels like her world has literally turned upside down. never in a million years did she ever think her life would come to this, lying on top of luke castellan and actually wanting to be there. the last time they'd encountered each other, it had ended with sharp glares and the even sharper slap of her hand across his cheek. she touches his face now with such amazement, and a tenderness she hasn't shown anyone in a long time. in just a few hours they've both shown each other parts of themselves she wasn't entirely sure still existed, even if she still has no idea how it came to this so suddenly. it's like the moment he took her hand on the street caused an avalanche and everything snowballed from there until they found themselves here, in the wake of the storm that consumed both of them. ]
I think I have a better idea. [ she pushes herself up to sit back on her legs, shrugging his shirt back over her shoulders as she does so. her hands find his and she threads their fingers together in an attempt to drag him with her while she crawls over him and off the bed. her fingers slip from his once she feels the floor beneath her feet again, but she motions him toward her as if her fingers are curling around a rope attached to his abdomen. ] C'mon. [ she nods back toward the en suite, the indication clear on her face and the way the takes a few slow, careful steps backward, her hand still outstretched for him to take and follow her lead. ]
and then i tagged this instead
I think I have a better idea. [ she pushes herself up to sit back on her legs, shrugging his shirt back over her shoulders as she does so. her hands find his and she threads their fingers together in an attempt to drag him with her while she crawls over him and off the bed. her fingers slip from his once she feels the floor beneath her feet again, but she motions him toward her as if her fingers are curling around a rope attached to his abdomen. ] C'mon. [ she nods back toward the en suite, the indication clear on her face and the way the takes a few slow, careful steps backward, her hand still outstretched for him to take and follow her lead. ]