Trippin' on skies

A shiver runs down her spine at the woman’s touch, and she leans into it, sighing contentedly. ”Ambition may kiss the corners of my heart, but perhaps it is you that has piqued my interest”. A teasing wink. “Regardless, it would be a gift, just to set eyes on you again after tonight”. The words are a hushed murmur, breathed against the curve of the fae’s ear. Thorne finds herself drawn closer, moving almost not of her own accord. It is as though the silver maiden is a magnet, pulling her ever closer. Ebony lashes flutter closed as she leans into each touch, relishing every heartbeat spent together.

”I want to blaze beside you” she whispers, aiming to gently run her tail down the silver woman’s thigh, should she allow. Her voice is thick and lilting. ”I want to stand by you. To not only assist in your ascent but revel in it. In you”. Teeth flash through the shadows. She can feel her heart pound. Burn me. Scorch me with the fire that courses through your veins.

A mischievous grin tugs at the corner of her lips, and her eyes flash vibrantly through the dark. ”But first, perhaps a sample of the benefits that might ensue from such a decision?”.