Zavien
A whisp of a smile threatened to form on his lips, appreciating that she found the idea bearable enough to joke about, even if it didn't change his mind. He wouldn't be what held her back from living, no matter how much the fears would occupy his mind while she was gone. Her agreement to caution would have to be enough, along with the promise of their next meeting on the horizon.
The kiss brought back the flood of emotions, sweeping gently in like a wave lapping the shore. It didn't crash or overwhelm this time, settling calmly in his mind like an inevitability he couldn't escape - one he didn't want to escape as her words burrowed deep in his chest, working to push out the darkness that had crept in.
He met her smile with one of his own, fragile and tender after so many emotions. "A shower would be nice." His hair had dried from his earlier shower, skin now slick with sweat and sex that was cooling quickly. It was a feeling he hadn't gotten used to, but the post-sex glow appeared real, still glistening along Soh's skin even as the flush had since faded. Zavien admired her for a moment longer before shifting to rise.
Muscles screamed in protest after being held in position for so long, some giving a subtle tremble of effort as he stood, lifting Soh with him. Stifling a groan of discomfort, he held her steady on her feet until she got her bearings, finding his own along the way. When he was certain neither of them were going to fall, he offered a timid quirk of his lips. "Ready?"
The kiss brought back the flood of emotions, sweeping gently in like a wave lapping the shore. It didn't crash or overwhelm this time, settling calmly in his mind like an inevitability he couldn't escape - one he didn't want to escape as her words burrowed deep in his chest, working to push out the darkness that had crept in.
He met her smile with one of his own, fragile and tender after so many emotions. "A shower would be nice." His hair had dried from his earlier shower, skin now slick with sweat and sex that was cooling quickly. It was a feeling he hadn't gotten used to, but the post-sex glow appeared real, still glistening along Soh's skin even as the flush had since faded. Zavien admired her for a moment longer before shifting to rise.
Muscles screamed in protest after being held in position for so long, some giving a subtle tremble of effort as he stood, lifting Soh with him. Stifling a groan of discomfort, he held her steady on her feet until she got her bearings, finding his own along the way. When he was certain neither of them were going to fall, he offered a timid quirk of his lips. "Ready?"
If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.
start paving another.
