His low and husky laugh makes the fire of want in her belly surge, makes a bit of violet seep into the color of her eyes.
Her heart skips in surprise at his words, and she flushes at his praise. She is more than a LITTLE smug to find out she's most talented partner he has ever laid with. "I knew they weren't worthy of you, that's only another piece of evidence on the pile."
His kiss over her heart makes her shut her eyes for a moment, and his comment about divinity makes her laugh, low. "THAT kind of divinity I might be wise and skilled enough to claim honestly," she tells him, opening her eyes again. "The winged goddess of your heart, your pleasure." It's said mostly in jest. She has no desire for him to think of himself as LESS than her, to think that she must be appeased or her affections bought with worship and offerings. But on the other hand, she quite enjoys his love, his devotion, his attention, his thoughtfulness, his gifts. There might be reasons dragons often end up worshiped as gods...
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Date: 2024-05-04 11:02 pm (UTC)Her heart skips in surprise at his words, and she flushes at his praise. She is more than a LITTLE smug to find out she's most talented partner he has ever laid with. "I knew they weren't worthy of you, that's only another piece of evidence on the pile."
His kiss over her heart makes her shut her eyes for a moment, and his comment about divinity makes her laugh, low. "THAT kind of divinity I might be wise and skilled enough to claim honestly," she tells him, opening her eyes again. "The winged goddess of your heart, your pleasure." It's said mostly in jest. She has no desire for him to think of himself as LESS than her, to think that she must be appeased or her affections bought with worship and offerings. But on the other hand, she quite enjoys his love, his devotion, his attention, his thoughtfulness, his gifts. There might be reasons dragons often end up worshiped as gods...