! got a bunch of glow squ!ggl!es, would you l!ke to place them on the ce!l!ng? They kind of look l!ke l!ttle stars…
"That is... really sweet of you to suggest..." Suliya smiles, although is evidently uncomfortable. Quiet for a long moment as the waves lap at their feet, she considers explaining, but that could turn this lovely red energy the two of them had going into something pale... nor was she about to provoke a fuschiablood's notorious jealousy.
Finally she looks up at the ceiling and sighs. "Hԡԡ, yes, that sounds lovely ! Haha~" Crouching and spreading her wings, she grabs a hold of @macabreintellect 's hand and launches up to the Vault of Wrath
She throws the worms haphazardly onto the ceiling, letting them stick and squirm around.
Then slowly…
She puts the worms in a specific pattern.
Look, ! made you and me.
Suliya helps place worms on the ceiling, in various places approximating the stars over old Alternia, the Horrorterrors of the Furthest Ring, and the sky of pre-Roman Earth.
Pausing to observe @macabre-intellect 's work, the Sylph cackles and plants a kiss on her cheek. "Hah! It is as if you were in SGRUB with me and we had won, and are now reigning as goddesses over our new universe !"
Looking down over the festivities underway in Beach Town far below, she calls jokingly, "The Goddess of Void commands... this to be a world of pleasure !"
The goddess of heart commands… there to be many loves for everyone! Espec!ally…
You!
She kisses her on the cheek.
The Sylph seem oddly perturbed by this sentiment, despite her smile and the rainbow warming of her skin at the touch of the other troll's lips.
"A ԡighty ruling, to be sure. Worthy of our place aԡongst the... worԡs ?"
!’m not sure. ! just made !t up so ! had an excuse to k!ss you.
Suliya smirks. "You will have to kiss harder than that if you want ԡe to wax red. Not that I would not be delighted to have you as a ԡoirail..."
She smirks and goes for a full make out session, hugging her lover close and kissing her cheeks in between. There’s nothing but love in her eyes as she kisses once more.
The other troll's attitude is deeply disturbing to the Sylph, but after over two millenia she can't resist. Her rumblespheres purr and her hands explore of their own accord. "If we keep at this… ԡԡԡ… I worry I shall break your heart," she manages between kisses.
"Also we may need a bucket, unless you want to be fertilising the swaԡp."
A deep fuchsia spread across her face.
Oh! !’ve never really…. But !f you want to- we’re st!ll fly!ng h!gh up….
Her hands grip tighter around the sylph.
That was one too many red flags for the Sylph. Vacillating pale, her colour fades and she stops purring. Gently, she starts fluttering down to the swamp.
"Not if it is soԡething you are uncertain about. Which until now I thought for which you were being rather too enthusiastic for ԡy own tastes."
She glances back up at the ceiling as they descend, offering the highblood some conciliatory paps.
"I was already pretty far out of ԡy coԡfort zone with you to be honest, but after two or three ԡillenia, your red advances were pretty hard to resist. ԡaybe we can be ԡoirails but you are far too gentle a being for ԡe in the red quadrant."
Can we st!ll k!ss? ! Get !t !f not. !’m look!ng for a romant!c red. But !’d love to be pale w!th you.
She lays flat onto the ground, closing her eyes and smiles.
!’m sorry ! was we!rd about !t.
"No ԡore sloppy ԡake out sessions." She gives her a brief kiss on the forehead. "And do not worry. I think ԡost people are a bit weird at first, and I aԡ sorry to hear you died without ever experiencing redrom."
She looks across the swamp to the beach. "There is a lovely pile of coral over there on the beach calling out to ԡe if you would like to talk about it."
! can sw!m you over. !t is qu!te pretty… oh! There’s small f!sh!
She takes a dip into the water and swims around with the fish, being as elegant as possible to try to woo.
