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griffinswings[ Sometimes it still amazes her to think of the world and the life that was waiting for her far above the waves. It was an irrepressable curiosity that drove her to leave home in the hopes of learning more of the world around them. Toh'ni loved her home, truly, and the family that she'd left waiting there, but she longed for MORE as many did at her age. The only life she'd ever known was that on the sea floor, protected by their enchantment and safely hidden away from the wars of man on the surface world.
When she thinks about what a near thing it was that she didn't leave home, how she might not be sitting here sharing the warm glow of a fire with this creative, incredibly talented man it's a bit startling.
From across the flame she offers a smile, then turns to the pot housing the night's meal. The night's been full of stolen glances and smiles such as those. It was as though his music had put her under some manner of trance, but if that were true it was the kind that she never wanted to come out of. His voice was so sweet, and he'd played so beautifully, it was indescribable. She'd been outside overlooking the city from the balcony surrounding the tavern, but the next thing she'd known she was swaying on her feet, stepping lightly to the melody. Her eyes slid closed and the rhythm swept her away.
The music had grown more impassioned without missing a beat, making her blood sing and her heart race, and the bard had drawn closer, eyes riveted. She knew without seeing because the notes had grown louder, and the weight of his gaze was like thick blanket settling over her on a cold night.
In that moment it was as though the whole world had shifted on its axis. The sounds of the tavern died down, and one might think it was simply because she was so enraptured by the world he'd created, but in reality the other patrons had taken notice of them and watched, listened, equally transfixed.
As the final chorus began and the sun dipped behind the pillars of the city, bathing the deck in a golden glow, their eyes met.
Her heart stopped. Her mind froze. Time slowed. She knew. This bard, this man, he was something truly special. ]
Zen'enji, would you like seconds?
[ She inquired, shaking herself out of her own thoughts, thankful for the shadows that probably hid the flushed look beneath and around her scales in the dark. She didn't consider herself one who flustered easily by any means, but she'd never felt such a strong rush of emotions before, either.
In the time it had taken her to stir the pot's contents it seemed that Zen'enji had edged just a bit more around the fire. To think they'd started the night on opposite sides, and by now they were gradually getting so close that they were nearly side by side. The scene was perfect, almost overwhelmingly idyllic. Their camp sat a safe distance back from one of the many cliffs of La Noscea. The sun was finally beginning to set, coloring the sky with fire, first, and then the calm of dusk as the sea seemed to extinguish the flames. Fireflies were just beginning to dance in the grass, and the stars overhead in the sky. ]
When she thinks about what a near thing it was that she didn't leave home, how she might not be sitting here sharing the warm glow of a fire with this creative, incredibly talented man it's a bit startling.
From across the flame she offers a smile, then turns to the pot housing the night's meal. The night's been full of stolen glances and smiles such as those. It was as though his music had put her under some manner of trance, but if that were true it was the kind that she never wanted to come out of. His voice was so sweet, and he'd played so beautifully, it was indescribable. She'd been outside overlooking the city from the balcony surrounding the tavern, but the next thing she'd known she was swaying on her feet, stepping lightly to the melody. Her eyes slid closed and the rhythm swept her away.
The music had grown more impassioned without missing a beat, making her blood sing and her heart race, and the bard had drawn closer, eyes riveted. She knew without seeing because the notes had grown louder, and the weight of his gaze was like thick blanket settling over her on a cold night.
In that moment it was as though the whole world had shifted on its axis. The sounds of the tavern died down, and one might think it was simply because she was so enraptured by the world he'd created, but in reality the other patrons had taken notice of them and watched, listened, equally transfixed.
As the final chorus began and the sun dipped behind the pillars of the city, bathing the deck in a golden glow, their eyes met.
Her heart stopped. Her mind froze. Time slowed. She knew. This bard, this man, he was something truly special. ]
Zen'enji, would you like seconds?
[ She inquired, shaking herself out of her own thoughts, thankful for the shadows that probably hid the flushed look beneath and around her scales in the dark. She didn't consider herself one who flustered easily by any means, but she'd never felt such a strong rush of emotions before, either.
In the time it had taken her to stir the pot's contents it seemed that Zen'enji had edged just a bit more around the fire. To think they'd started the night on opposite sides, and by now they were gradually getting so close that they were nearly side by side. The scene was perfect, almost overwhelmingly idyllic. Their camp sat a safe distance back from one of the many cliffs of La Noscea. The sun was finally beginning to set, coloring the sky with fire, first, and then the calm of dusk as the sea seemed to extinguish the flames. Fireflies were just beginning to dance in the grass, and the stars overhead in the sky. ]
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Date: 2019-04-28 02:12 am (UTC)In a number of other ways it's already grown and changed in so many ways, from a meeting of like minds and like hearts to something more, under the guise of a business venture but no less sincere for it. That partnership had grown overnight into a deeper companionship than anything she'd ever known.
Yes, he did make it easy, so easy that at times it was a little frightening to think about. Toh'ni liked to think of herself as someone easy to get along with and talk to, but usually there was a bit more time needed to adjust to one another. From the very beginning she'd felt so naturally at ease dancing alongside him, that she didn't even think twice about agreeing to travel together despite knowing barely anything about each other.
How was it that just knowing that he was due back from a supply run, or that he'd be there when she woke in the morning could put her heart so at ease?
It was probably a little bit silly that she felt like sharing those thoughts would chase him away considering the fact that she'd caught him gazing at her just the same way that she had towards him. Yet the logic driven part of her mind insisted she not assume, temper her expectations a little instead of going all in with her heart. (If something seemed too good to be true, didn't that usually mean it WAS?)
All it took was the touch of his hand at her knee to send her thoughts to a bracing halt, but of course he wasn't content to stop there, and neither was she to let him.
"Toh'ni."
Her breath caught when he said her name, because of course she'd yet to look away and she could see the look in his eyes clearly in the firelight. The thump in her chest as her heart jumped was almost painful, anticipation coloring her actions and reaction. There was a moment where his words trailed and gods, she wanted so desperately to hear him finish his thought! For her patience, though, she was given something even sweeter, and the moment that she felt the touch of his horn a smile broke on her face.
Slender fingers came up, gently touching the side of his face as she rubbed her horn back against his in turn, a tender gesture for the one she'd just received. ]
I feel the same, Zen'enji...
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Date: 2019-04-28 02:30 am (UTC)Gods, was this real? He couldn't believe this was happening.
He continued to gently rub his horn over hers, accepting the feeling of her affections and wanting to deepen it more, to really show her just how much he cared.]
I think I have always felt this way.
[He smiled as he pulled back a little to get a good look at her face, his free hand coming up to cup her chin, making her look right up at him. Zen stared down at her lips, at just how inviting they were, and slowly he leaned in towards her.]
Call me Zen. [His lips were dangerously close to hers now, and instead of going all the way in for the kiss he simply let his lips touch along hers, barely making contact. Was it a tease? Of course not, he just wanted to further bring about those feelings of need in one another, and also to take things slow with her. Surely, she wanted this just as much as he did, but he also wanted her to close the gap herself.]
There is no need to hold back anymore, please, show me your feelings as well...
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Date: 2019-04-28 02:54 am (UTC)[ She replied, as though testing the shortened name for herself before deciding that she enjoyed the way it rolled off her tongue. The flustered feeling from before had begun to fade, and it showed no signs of returning just yet even as the young woman became emboldened in her actions. Even if he hadn't asked she would have given him what he'd been hoping for. If she could be accused of being nothing else by those close to her, she could always be counted on to be affectionate and tactile.
That was why when his fingers cupped her chin (her skin tingling in the wake of his touch, warm and alight with excitement) and prompted her to meet his gaze again, instead of a blush he'd be met with a smile.
It was also why when his lips chanced to ghost against hers and she felt them move with his words she already knew just how she wanted to respond. First with a gentle brush of the tip of her nose against his, but then chased after with a soft press of her lips, deepening the contact.
As the initial few seconds passed and she happily became familiar with the sensation, Toh'ni also began to shift, her knee drawing away from his hand but only so that she could draw closer. As though to make up for the lost contact her free hand came to rest atop his thigh, bracing for balance. She thought to shift to her knees so that he wouldn't have to bend so much, but perhaps there was a better way still that the two of them could get closer. ]