Moved by a sudden impulse

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

Reason and logic, when it returned, would have Soh reeling - what had she meant? What had he meant? It was so jumbled and tangled that she could easily become lost in puzzling it all out - or she would, later, when Zavien’s hands and lips weren’t coaxing soft whimpers from her throat. Right now, there was only this - the heated insistence, deep down, that this was right. (It had to be, right? Otherwise, what were they even doing?)

His fingers rolled her nipple between them, and Soh moaned, hips bucking involuntarily this time. ”Zavien -“ she murmured, but whatever she meant to say was lost in the hot, sucking kisses trailing down her neck and over her chest. She wanted to feel him everywhere, wanted to touch him and taste him and take him.

Every gentle roll of his fingertips sent sparks flying all the way down to her core, and she traced the strong lines of his back as her hands dropped to the waistband of his shorts. She ran her fingers teasingly beneath the fabric, reaching just enough to suggest that she wanted more, but not enough to speed him along too much. She wanted this to last, to bask in the moment and revel in the pleasant surprise that the day had brought her.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again