06-17-2017, 12:48 AM
Stillwater
"You know as well as I that Nayl would never send another to see to her personal business."
Yeah, he did know that. He definitely knew that. He much preferred that Nayl was how she was, that she would come to him on her own. Alone. He loved when they were alone. She was almost more free with herself that way. Almost allows him to touch her, though he never fully tried. Not completely. Only taunted himself with the agonizing nearness, that exotic scent of hers, the wonder of what she really felt like. What she tasted like.
"Since you mention it though, I am rather curious. I once watched Nayl destroy a particular cave. It seems to have had some meaning."
He reflected on that, his face still impassive. She'd smashed his cave? Buried it under the sea. That must be what this one meant, to bring it up to him. Why would she destroy his cave? He hadn't lived there in years. He'd been trapped here in Sylva, couldn't return to it if he'd wanted to. And he had wanted to. Even after he and Nayl parted ways so at odds that one time, nearly hating each other perhaps. Or something similar. Hating how they affected each other.
Ah, that must be when she sunk it to the depths of the ocean. A slow smile drew across his lips and he chuckled softly. His dark, blue-gray gaze slid to her again, eyes bright with amusement. Nayl loved him. Not anymore, of course. Unfortunate, that. But she must have loved him before to be driven to such measures. Had to ensure he wouldn't be returning home, did she? Oh, he definitely enjoyed that.
That's fairly amusing, he gave honestly. Always honestly. So you've come to entertain me then? He flowed seamlessly to her side with a smooth side-step, lining his body to hers and already enjoying the heat she gave off, his eyes tracking where their shoulders met. She was enticing, wasn't she? Must run in the family. His mouth gravitated towards her, wanting to feel that graceful neck under his lips, but he paused before touching. His breath rolled over her, mmm and she smelled good. He could already tell she wouldn't be interested in his sort of entertainment.
But maybe that's what made this so fun.
So, entertain me, little spitfire.
Come play with the monster.
Yeah, he did know that. He definitely knew that. He much preferred that Nayl was how she was, that she would come to him on her own. Alone. He loved when they were alone. She was almost more free with herself that way. Almost allows him to touch her, though he never fully tried. Not completely. Only taunted himself with the agonizing nearness, that exotic scent of hers, the wonder of what she really felt like. What she tasted like.
"Since you mention it though, I am rather curious. I once watched Nayl destroy a particular cave. It seems to have had some meaning."
He reflected on that, his face still impassive. She'd smashed his cave? Buried it under the sea. That must be what this one meant, to bring it up to him. Why would she destroy his cave? He hadn't lived there in years. He'd been trapped here in Sylva, couldn't return to it if he'd wanted to. And he had wanted to. Even after he and Nayl parted ways so at odds that one time, nearly hating each other perhaps. Or something similar. Hating how they affected each other.
Ah, that must be when she sunk it to the depths of the ocean. A slow smile drew across his lips and he chuckled softly. His dark, blue-gray gaze slid to her again, eyes bright with amusement. Nayl loved him. Not anymore, of course. Unfortunate, that. But she must have loved him before to be driven to such measures. Had to ensure he wouldn't be returning home, did she? Oh, he definitely enjoyed that.
That's fairly amusing, he gave honestly. Always honestly. So you've come to entertain me then? He flowed seamlessly to her side with a smooth side-step, lining his body to hers and already enjoying the heat she gave off, his eyes tracking where their shoulders met. She was enticing, wasn't she? Must run in the family. His mouth gravitated towards her, wanting to feel that graceful neck under his lips, but he paused before touching. His breath rolled over her, mmm and she smelled good. He could already tell she wouldn't be interested in his sort of entertainment.
But maybe that's what made this so fun.
So, entertain me, little spitfire.
Come play with the monster.
go down with me, fall with me, lets make it worth it