It's okay if you don't like me.
His words had her chuckling softly. A woman could appreciate when her singular uniqueness was recognized. Although she wasn't sure whether she liked this 'little songbird' that he kept speaking of. Bird were fragile, only good for pretty feathers and twinkling songs. She was none of those things. Even her songs had more tooth. Maybe she'd show him later. For now, she focused on the press of his body against hers, the flutter of his breath against the top of her head, the heat of the flames climbing around them.
Feeling the shift of his legs, Thal grinned, pretty sure she knew exactly what was coming. She widened her stance to avoid the boot trying to kick her leg out, the branch cracking more beneath them. A disapproving tsk of her tongue sounded like crackling fire. "Now that's not very nice, kitty. We were having such a good time." The small diameter of her wrist made it easy to rip it out of the clasp of his hand by twisting her body. It might have left a little friction burn on her skin, but she didn't mind. It brought her back face-to-face with the man, her eyes reflecting the fire within and around them.
Placing a hand on his chest seductively, she stepped back, tempting him to follow. With a fanged smile of mischief, she stepped off the tree and into the open space beyond. Her feet hit the ground with barely a sound and she looked back up at him with a playful wiggle of her fingers. The movement had the fire rising higher, licking at the branch. "Look at the kitty stuck in a tree. Need help down?"
Feeling the shift of his legs, Thal grinned, pretty sure she knew exactly what was coming. She widened her stance to avoid the boot trying to kick her leg out, the branch cracking more beneath them. A disapproving tsk of her tongue sounded like crackling fire. "Now that's not very nice, kitty. We were having such a good time." The small diameter of her wrist made it easy to rip it out of the clasp of his hand by twisting her body. It might have left a little friction burn on her skin, but she didn't mind. It brought her back face-to-face with the man, her eyes reflecting the fire within and around them.
Placing a hand on his chest seductively, she stepped back, tempting him to follow. With a fanged smile of mischief, she stepped off the tree and into the open space beyond. Her feet hit the ground with barely a sound and she looked back up at him with a playful wiggle of her fingers. The movement had the fire rising higher, licking at the branch. "Look at the kitty stuck in a tree. Need help down?"
Not everyone has good taste.
Thalassa
