// last night you came to my house with drunk eyes
we didn't think too much this time, we danced like we were the same //
we didn't think too much this time, we danced like we were the same //
The encouraging squeeze of her hand has Sera feeling a bit more confident when she moves to call for Frey. It’s something she’s never done, has no idea what to expect, but when it comes down to it? She’s Accepted, part of the Order, she shouldn’t be worried to call upon the gods when it was she who was pure and devoted, right?
The call doesn’t bring Frey, but there’s a gasp that slips from her as something appears of shimmering light and laughter. Warmth settles within her, a smile breaking across her face, a surprise as it passes by her legs and thighs, and when it crests the smile grows brighter.
And then there’s a container left, full of light and weightless, and Sera turns to Tobi then while she still grasps the Doctor’s hands, pressing herself closer to Tobi in her excitement. “I think that’s enough to start!”
The call doesn’t bring Frey, but there’s a gasp that slips from her as something appears of shimmering light and laughter. Warmth settles within her, a smile breaking across her face, a surprise as it passes by her legs and thighs, and when it crests the smile grows brighter.
And then there’s a container left, full of light and weightless, and Sera turns to Tobi then while she still grasps the Doctor’s hands, pressing herself closer to Tobi in her excitement. “I think that’s enough to start!”
Seraphina
