He sets the flask back on the grass above him, and offers a good-natured shrug. Sweeney's smile is encouraging.
"Luv, I've spent most of my existence survivin' on offerin's an' belief. It ain't 'bout what it is. It's 'bout the intent."
With a playful roll of his eyes, he leans to kiss her hair, then speaks against it.
"Ya could just not fuck me fer a month, an' I know how much of a sacrifice that is." It's cheeky, but also bluntly honest.
"I look forward ta seein' what ya come up with. That sorta thing isn't somethin' that folk do fer me." He's lucky enough to actually get to celebrate the Holidays.
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Date: 2021-12-28 05:47 pm (UTC)"Luv, I've spent most of my existence survivin' on offerin's an' belief. It ain't 'bout what it is. It's 'bout the intent."
With a playful roll of his eyes, he leans to kiss her hair, then speaks against it.
"Ya could just not fuck me fer a month, an' I know how much of a sacrifice that is." It's cheeky, but also bluntly honest.
"I look forward ta seein' what ya come up with. That sorta thing isn't somethin' that folk do fer me." He's lucky enough to actually get to celebrate the Holidays.
"So whate'er ya plan, it's gonna be special."