DEIMOS
Carefree whims were a rarity; sparse outside of the few comforts they permitted themselves. Despite this being a mission requiring their efforts, Deimos coincided multiple purposes – amusements and diversions amidst assignments and pursuits. Even underwater, there were muffled snickers and snorts, watching as the water maneuvered around her, bubbles contorting and propelling. Moments later, he could feel the tug of her incantations on his hair, and with a roll of his juvenile expression, motioned closer.
He'd be easily seen, but his intentions weren’t cloaked and daggered. When he was close enough, his mouth touched lightly along her pale skin – ribcage, lowering downward towards her stomach, a tease, a taunt, a come hither designation –
Before ghosting away, and breaking above the surface a moment later, snagging a breath from the wind-blown snowflakes. His rumble persisted, purposefully out of her reach unless she deigned to swim over. “I believe you are supposed to be cleansing the water.”
He'd be easily seen, but his intentions weren’t cloaked and daggered. When he was close enough, his mouth touched lightly along her pale skin – ribcage, lowering downward towards her stomach, a tease, a taunt, a come hither designation –
Before ghosting away, and breaking above the surface a moment later, snagging a breath from the wind-blown snowflakes. His rumble persisted, purposefully out of her reach unless she deigned to swim over. “I believe you are supposed to be cleansing the water.”
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
