the nature of things

"Ah--" It was surprise rather than shame that flickered across Vai's face at finding herself so suddenly disrobed before Frey, though there was no chance that she could get up with anything like agility even if she had wanted to. And she didn't want to, not with the deity that seemed to hit all the right buttons so damned close to her. As their hands moved over her she relaxed further into the seat, a content smile on her lips, wild curls falling into her face slightly. A laugh escaped her lips at Frey's comment, the kick that the baby gave something altogether more delightful than it had been previously. "Yes. Takes after their father, it seems," she murmured. Not their though. His. Her son took after his father. Lips parting in a smile of awe and joy, Vai gazed up at Frey with cheeks flushed with pleasure. "Thank you," she said softly. "And... everything is as it should be? What can I do to show my gratitude?" vervain she's a wild one with an angel's face