I'm hot blooded, hot blooded

Scald is as patient as ever. His eyes linger on Fic as she wanders over. Admiring her blond frame and dazzling green eyes. He feels his heart beat a little faster. Something about her, being with her, feels more real than anything else. More than with Ely or Wenna. Those were just fun, something to get caught up in. Fic, no she was different. She deserved more and he hoped he could prove that.

A pleased rumble leaves his lips as she settles down beside him. Nestled in the alcove, private and comfortable, Scald rests his muzzle closer to her cheek and wraps her up tighter, nearly enveloping her smaller frame. "Nothing as beautiful as you," he murmurs quietly into her ear, nipping lightly at the spot just below it.

"If you would like, your prize is me making love to you," Scald speaks softly, sincerely, his heterochromatic gaze meeting hers, holding it. His heart thumps a little harder, a little louder as his breathing picks up. "Only if you want though. I don't want to pressure you." He keeps close to her only if she'll allow it. He wants to share the beauty of the grotto with her in more ways than just admiring the scenery.

Fic & Scald