Zavien
He is surprised to hear the words of caution, not having even considered doing it himself. His hands come up to ward away any suspicions that he might try choking Lena - or any possibilities that she might ask him to. "Oh no no. Even if she is like that, I'm not sure it's something I'd be able to do." To use such force against her. To be aggressive when all he wants to do is love. Zavien isn't sure he has it in him.
Lowering his hands back to the table, he lets Thorn rustle through the pages of a book, his curiosity sparking. When the man directs his attention to the pictures of anatomy, Zavien leans forward to get a better view of the highlighted portions. He listens closely, frowning at the mention of possible pain and silently vowing to do what he can to prevent such an outcome. Still, a question comes to mind, and he shifts in his seat as he asks, "How will I know? That is - how will I know if we're 'warmed up' enough?"
There's still a red hue to his cheeks, but he studies the images like one might a battle map, taking mental notes of the land and what the opponent's weak points are. Only a few surprise him, and he lifts his green gaze to Thorn, looking for clarification with a slight crinkle of his brows. "Ears? Thighs?"
Lowering his hands back to the table, he lets Thorn rustle through the pages of a book, his curiosity sparking. When the man directs his attention to the pictures of anatomy, Zavien leans forward to get a better view of the highlighted portions. He listens closely, frowning at the mention of possible pain and silently vowing to do what he can to prevent such an outcome. Still, a question comes to mind, and he shifts in his seat as he asks, "How will I know? That is - how will I know if we're 'warmed up' enough?"
There's still a red hue to his cheeks, but he studies the images like one might a battle map, taking mental notes of the land and what the opponent's weak points are. Only a few surprise him, and he lifts his green gaze to Thorn, looking for clarification with a slight crinkle of his brows. "Ears? Thighs?"
You don't have to prove anyone wrong.
You just have to prove yourself right.
You just have to prove yourself right.
