our love shines in my heart
The affect is immediate, Frey's presence pressing warmth into the chill of Leafchange. The wind carries a sweet, suggestive scent that he feels embarrassed just to breathe in. Swallowing, he watches as they take form, features flickering between two opposite images: blonde hair shifting to brown and back, eyes glowing silver then gold then brown, skin tan then pale. They never settle, even as Frey leans forward, breasts and curves on full display as Zavien shifts where he kneels.
A heat nudges it's way into his gut, insistent and distracting as the deity bites into the strawberry. Their tongue traces a lazy path over their lips. The sensation tingles inexplicably on his own, drawing them open subconsciously so that his breath pulls slow, reverberating lower. "I did," he breathes. The words are out before he can think about it - truly believing he's embraced his own inner Frey as his green gaze darkens from the desire they tease. It leaves little room for doubts, his thoughts flaring with memories of Soh and what he would give to be with her right now, to have a place to put these feelings.
A heat nudges it's way into his gut, insistent and distracting as the deity bites into the strawberry. Their tongue traces a lazy path over their lips. The sensation tingles inexplicably on his own, drawing them open subconsciously so that his breath pulls slow, reverberating lower. "I did," he breathes. The words are out before he can think about it - truly believing he's embraced his own inner Frey as his green gaze darkens from the desire they tease. It leaves little room for doubts, his thoughts flaring with memories of Soh and what he would give to be with her right now, to have a place to put these feelings.
Zavien
as the sun that shines upon the earth
