Is it okay if I request a Frey x Arthur? I never see any of those around ;3;
Sure! I hope you like it :)
Frey takes a shuddering breath as she ties up her hair, her eyes finding herself in the mirror. Her long green locks are curled and pulled back into a high ponytail, cascading gently down her neck and back.
The dress Amber had helped pick out for her sloped low on her shoulders and chest, revealing tanned skin dotted with scars. Frey typically never felt bothered by them, but now, she aches to have a shawl to cover up with.
A shifting behind her catches Frey’s gaze, and in the mirror she meets pink eyes and a soft smile.
Her cheeks warm as Arthur’s eyes sweep over her.
Frey can’t help but return the smile. It fades as she raises a hand to her left shoulder, where a particularly long scar runs from her shoulder to her collarbone.
“Thank you, but… Maybe I should change. I don’t want them to see my scars.”
“You have nothing else to change in to,” he reminds her gently, stepping forward and placing his hands on her hips in a way that only Arthur good do–with all sensual politeness.
His eyes sweep over again, and Frey feels her skin goose bump as he lowers his head. Arthur’s soft, hot lips burn as they graze across the very scar her fingers had been playing at. Frey’s breath catches, surprised as always by how quietly seductive Arthur can be.
He lifts his head and smiles at her.
Frey’s heart hammers in her chest, reverberating in the silence of the room.
She takes a deep breath and nods. One of her hands settles over Arthur’s on her hip, and she smiles.
Because when he looks at her like that, scars and all, Frey can’t help but like them, too.
