"You don't need to tell me you love me seventeen times in a day
I don't need to hear I'm your number one, and everybody's second place
You don't gotta shit talk your last girl, saying she don't compare to me
Baby, I ain't saying you don't know me well, it's just not the shit I need
'Cause they just words, they don't mean much
Need a little less talk, and a lot more touch
I just want your two hands on me at all times, baby
If you let go, better put 'em right back fast
Want your two hands on me like my life needs saving
Let 'em all know, can you do it like that? Yeah
You ain't gonna win with the jewelry, don't need the cute fuckin' names
We don't gotta live out of hotels, we could do it in my room all day
And I know you could spoil me plenty more, but I don't really trust that anymore
And I already got that bag for free, but if you bought it, then that's sweet
Still, they're just things, they don't mean much
Seen a real good thing turn to real fucked up
I just want your two hands on me at all times, baby
If you let go, better put 'em right back fast
Want your two hands on me like my life needs saving
Let 'em all know, can you do it like that? Yeah
'Cause I want 'em all to see you look good on top of me
At this time, at night, I need not one, not three
Just your two hands on me like my life needs saving
Let 'em all know, can you do it like that? Yeah"
In which a girl is reborn as Alaric Saltzman's daughter from before he met Isobel.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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