'till your fingers decompose
Nothing at all will go wrong, Koa. Not if you learn from the mistakes of those who have walked this treacherous path before you. And, perhaps, Safrin has learned from the past as well.
Safrin allows her delight to become a palpable thing. It wraps around the dragoon's ankles, rooting him in place as if his loyalty had made him steadfast against the entirety of the world. It would curl up his legs, embuing his muscles with the sort of strength that one day he might achieve with Safrin's help before mingling into his core with a suggestive flare of heat. Upwards the warmth of her approval would rise, filling the spaces between the dragoon's ribs and sweeping away thoughts of anyone else (at least for the time being). His lips would buzz with her unfettered delight as the starshine in her eyes eclipsed the world around them in a blinding effervescent light.
"I love you too, Koa." Safrin whispers as her lips press softly against his. By no means is it a chaste kiss despite its brevity. It will certainly give Koa's imagination all the fuel it needs to imagine what it might feel like to touch the goddess for more than just a second and perhaps motivate him to do whatever necessary to find himself in such a privileged position again.
Safrin allows her delight to become a palpable thing. It wraps around the dragoon's ankles, rooting him in place as if his loyalty had made him steadfast against the entirety of the world. It would curl up his legs, embuing his muscles with the sort of strength that one day he might achieve with Safrin's help before mingling into his core with a suggestive flare of heat. Upwards the warmth of her approval would rise, filling the spaces between the dragoon's ribs and sweeping away thoughts of anyone else (at least for the time being). His lips would buzz with her unfettered delight as the starshine in her eyes eclipsed the world around them in a blinding effervescent light.
"I love you too, Koa." Safrin whispers as her lips press softly against his. By no means is it a chaste kiss despite its brevity. It will certainly give Koa's imagination all the fuel it needs to imagine what it might feel like to touch the goddess for more than just a second and perhaps motivate him to do whatever necessary to find himself in such a privileged position again.
keep my hand in yours.
