Vervain
”Maybe it is,” Vai murmured against the softness of his lips, a hand sliding up so her fingers could play through the back of his hair. ”I was so hoping you’d say something like that, though.” Her eyes fluttered shut to enjoy the heat of his mouth against her neck, those same fingers playfully tightening their grip. She didn’t particularly want to move from here, with the trees spread overhead like hands, the earth soft and the weather fine.
But an invitation was an invitation, after all. Vai rose to her feet in a slow and fluid movement, raising an eyebrow down at Zeph. A shame, really; she’d quite enjoyed being tucked between his thighs. ”Shall I give you the grand tour?” she asked, shrugging the quiver of arrows off her shoulder now to let that drop to the ground as well.
But an invitation was an invitation, after all. Vai rose to her feet in a slow and fluid movement, raising an eyebrow down at Zeph. A shame, really; she’d quite enjoyed being tucked between his thighs. ”Shall I give you the grand tour?” she asked, shrugging the quiver of arrows off her shoulder now to let that drop to the ground as well.
