gaza
Every experienced man was once inexperienced, though they may have never had an extensive period of prolonged adolescence. Besides, who’s to say that some cougars don’t just love corrupting the innocent young men, wrapping them around their freshly manicured nails for a bit of attention and arm candy? That is what Lyris is doing, right?
He shrugs, in a sort of ‘what can you do?’ way. Vanquish was only comfortably with help from Yael, and as he didn’t have magical co-ruler and lover, he might just be shit out of luck for now. And then, for some strange reason, he has a desire to tell her what he’s been mulling over in his mind for awhile. “Eh. Nice, safe place to grow up in, but I’m thinking of settling down somewhere else. Someplace with a lot of… green.” He chuckles at his own choice of words. The Desert is anything but green. That left a few options… all of which he was currently debating. Except the Jungle. He probably wasn’t going to go to the Jungle.
Golden eyes watch her as she concentrates on the sky, and then his gaze also travels upwards as the temperature rapidly drops. And then his jaw drops. A little bit. In awe. Cause that is fucking awesome. Gaza watches the few flakes start to tumble freely through the sky, before they melt at his hooves. He grins, and then looks at her, right before she asks for a kiss. Gaza laughs at this, of course, saying, “Any lady with a great trick like that deserves a kiss.”With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Gaza comes ‘round the tree and presses his nose to the soft part of her cheek, tracing the curve down her face, to the line of her nose, and then finally, to her soft, whiskery lips, where he lingers a moment, before lipping at a couple of stray strands of her forelock.
Oh yeah. He is smoooooth like butter.
vanquish x yael