caroline’s gaze was drawn away from the yellowed pages of her book, up and towards the younger actress’ blue eyes. a smile of her own appeared across the corners of her lips ( sweet, knowing she had been absent for too long ) and she then wasted no time running her fingertips down the other’s neck, further and further down until they reached the sharpness of her collarbone. as eager as she was to be pleasing, however, the american stopped right there, head tilted back and mouth gracing bridget’s chin.

❝ do any of you germans know the meaning of the word please? ❞