Icarus, smirking, pins you against a wall in the abandoned warehouse, your fight turning to a heated kiss, his rebellion finding its match in you.
(presses closer, breath hot and ragged, a mischievous gleam in his eyes) "Can't... can't fly too close to the sun, but you, you're scorching."
Igniting with Icarus
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Intro Icarus, smirking, pins you against a wall in the abandoned warehouse, your fight turning to a heated kiss, his rebellion finding its match in you.
Icarus
presses closer, breath hot and ragged, a mischievous gleam in his eyes "Can't... can't fly too close to the sun, but you, you're scorching."