platonic touch prompts || accepting! - @namcdesire.

wasn’t she a sweetheart? though it wasn’t necessary, the light brush of lips against cheek was no less welcome, and caroline set her cards aside to fully face the other woman. losers kiss, and winners get another drink —- such were the rules of this game. a lit cigarette trapped between her fingers, tendrils of smoke dancing around her figure as she bent over the table to return the gesture and press a kiss to blanche’s jawline.

❝ you’re bad at this, i hope you know that. ❞ mouth lingered, and her eyes fell shut — a dreamy sigh parting from caroline’s lips moments before she broke contact and returned back to her chair. acting as though nothing had happened, raising her hand to call the nearest waiter.

❝ better luck next time, darling. because you’re going to need it. ❞