LIQUID SMOOTH

Aresenn felt warmth spreading through his chest as he watched Absinth visibly begin to relax. He couldn't help but appreciate the unguarded innocence in her drunken laughter- and the way her eyes sparkled with the glow of burning embers. Aresenn's gaze never left hers as he took yet another sip from the bottle, the alcohol warming his body from the inside out. He found himself completely drawn to her. The world had become mere shadows around the two of them, as if the entire universe had momentarily deserted them. Or perhaps that was just the haze from the booze. He couldn't help but chuckle at her response. "It's you who should be careful. I have my own demands." He answered her lowly, his voice rumbling in the narrow space that separated them.

A smirk played on Aresenn's lips as Absinth rolled onto her back, her carefree laughter painting the night. Her ease in this moment was contagious, a stark contrast to the weighty confessions they had exchanged earlier. He watched her with a mix of amusement and genuine fondness, relishing this unguarded interaction, allowing his gaze to linger on her. The pulsating energy of the moment enveloped them, and he could feel the vaguely charted territories of their camaraderie beckoning. With a fluid motion, Aresenn closed the remaining distance, his presence now intimately close to hers. His movement carried a deliberate intent as he edged closer, drawn by the magnetic pull he felt toward her. The flickering firelight played upon his features as he settled, and the air seemed to hum with the growing tension between them.

The air had begun to thicken, the dance of shadows, embers, and buzz of alcohol conspiring to create a moment easily lost in. Aresenn extended a tentative paw to where she lay at his side, lightly grazing the ridge of her cheek- tracing the line where the amber glow danced across her skin. His touch was impulsive, but gentle. An unvoiced desire of contact he couldn't go on ignoring.

"Aresenn Praetor"