Seaside Appreciation

As Roan began to stir, Iolaire rolled onto her back, paws pulled up to her chest. She stared up at the giant man. The scars on his face had healed enough that they had scabbed over, then smoothed. The marks made him look dangerous. She found them rather dashing and quite liked them, herself. He looked like a mans man. As she looked up at him, she found herself smiling. Roan made her smile more than anyone else had in a long time.

Then he spoke, complimenting her looks. Heat rushed to the fae's cheeks and a chill went up her spine. She was very pleased by his words. Of course others had complimented her looks, but it had never meant anything. With Roan, it meant something. It meant a lot, actually. Before she could reply, he was kissing her. The prone position that she was in gave him very easy access for that kiss. "Mmmph," she murmured into the kiss, her paws resting gently on either side of his neck. The things that he did to her...

Iolaire pulled her lips from his only a hairsbreadth and whispered against his lips. "You're rather handsome yourself, Roan." She purred his name against his own lips. "We make a lovely couple, don't you think?" Their coloring was similar. They were both shining black with silver. She with white. Their vast difference in size was even more appealing, she thought. She the tiny woman and he the big, strong man. A low chuckle spread her lips in a grin before she was kissing him again.