when i walk inside the party - girls on me
Mmm, he was so relaxed when she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. All warmth spreading through him and some kind of hazy glow in his mind. He didn't even feel the embarrassment that Dad had told her about him nearly drowning. It was for a good reason, right? To make sure she didn't pull the same stupid thing he had. Although, it would be much easier for her to catch her footing again without heavy wings getting soaked and weighted down. Plus, she definitely wasn't stupid like he was. Or had been. Or maybe still was.
She sighed and leaned into him, telling him that it felt nice, these things he was doing. It might have made his heart race just a little, but it was okay. It was just regular affection. Dad would be okay with this. Oh, and he definitely loved how she traced the line of his shoulder, and he hummed and placed another light kiss at her nape. That does too, he thought softly.
Doesn’t it sound lovely? Just the wind and the water and you and me. And maybe the land, I suppose. Just us and the world around us, together and happy and having fun. It sounds just right.
He nodded - it definitely sounded just right to him too - watching her smile up at him and feeling a tingle prick down his legs like little bolts of light. She did that thing she does, brushing her nose against his chin, and his smile grew just a little as he dipped his head to nuzzle back.
A game, though. A game. And she narrowed her eyes and wrinkled that adorable nose at him, before trusting him and closing her eyes. He watched her tune into everything around them with her other senses, her ears catching the quiet sounds. The water underfoot sloshed just a little as he side-stepped away, still walking beside her but with just a bit of space.
What do you hear, he asked, his eyes tracing the perfectly imperfect line of white that dripped from a shock of white hair down her shoulder and all the way lower til it faded into a soft lavender point only to break into another sock of white. He stepped a little further away, breaking their straight path to the forest and guiding her off-course just a bit to see if she could follow. He grinned when she did, grey eyes smiling at her attention to detail, then shifted them another direction. And slowly another direction. And a few more times until they were headed to the forest again. He loved how she followed his every move.
Are we facing home now?