onebatch2batch: you were a fistfight, a zombie apocalypse kastle auchapter 8 here, ~5800 words(aka s
onebatch2batch: you were a fistfight, a zombie apocalypse kastle auchapter 8 here, ~5800 words(aka shit is finally getting real–and BIG LOVE to everyone who has stuck with me through my garbage posting schedule. ily ♡ )Frank’s eyes trail achingly slow from the top of her head to her heaving chest, before traversing back up the expanse of her neck to her lips. He’s always been able to pick her apart with just a look, but right now it feels like he’s reducing her to the barest pieces: the stuttered gasp for air, the droplet of sweat on her temple, the flush on her cheeks. “Karen,” he says softly, so at odds with the intense way he’s watching her. It feels like a plea. Her fingers tighten in his shirt as she swallows past her suddenly parched throat. -- source link