every bait and switch was a work of art
Her fingers will send ripples of relaxation through him. Not unlike Frey she has the power to make her touch more alluring, but she doesn't. Not with Ronin, or at least, not with Ronin right now. "He was my white knight, centuries and centuries ago." She preens, her lips parting with sweet memories. "Though he is gone, he blazes in the sky just the same. His soul was never reunited with Mort, you see." Safrin adds with a solemn sigh. "It would make me so happy to see his legacy carried on, with you."
Spreading her fingers out across his chest, Safrin turns her galactic stare from the images replaying in her mind, to the blue eyes blazing down at her. Ronin is perhaps not so clever as he thinks, what with all of his thoughts and emotions on offer for her to pluck at her leisure. He was unpredictable, though, and the goddess is forced to weigh her choices carefully. Would he spent the night with her, for such a gift? Or would a noble QuEsT be more to his liking? Both had their merits, both their pitfalls.
"What do you think? Would you wear the stars of the warrior?" Tilting her chin up, lips kissable and bowed with her smile, she kicks the ball into his court.
Spreading her fingers out across his chest, Safrin turns her galactic stare from the images replaying in her mind, to the blue eyes blazing down at her. Ronin is perhaps not so clever as he thinks, what with all of his thoughts and emotions on offer for her to pluck at her leisure. He was unpredictable, though, and the goddess is forced to weigh her choices carefully. Would he spent the night with her, for such a gift? Or would a noble QuEsT be more to his liking? Both had their merits, both their pitfalls.
"What do you think? Would you wear the stars of the warrior?" Tilting her chin up, lips kissable and bowed with her smile, she kicks the ball into his court.
you're the one prize i'd cheat to win
