could u write a story about... a picnic? maybe about a beach picnic....? hehe sorry i cant think of anything in more detail rn
Dolphins, stars, waves, and the moon…. These were the things that covered the towel. The towel covered the sand. And their hand covered his. Goodness! He thought, wondering how such a man as he could be so lucky. And lucky was the right word for it. What else could you call it when you sat on a beach, the kind with soft white sand that barely clung to your skin, next to the most beautiful person in the world--a person he loved so dearly and so intensely that it nearly hurt with the heat of it in his chest.
This was, of course, a fleeting thought that lasted a mere moment out of many. On a whim he reached for their hand and touched their fingertips to his lips ever so lightly. The salty taste of the sea mingled with the sweat of two hands clinging to each other in the heat of summer which, in turn, mingled with the scent of wine and garlic from what remained of the picnic dinner on their fingers--fingers which were slightly callused on the pads but with silky soft skin on the tips. Their nails were short and painted black, pointed into near claws which he knew could (and would) do a number on his back.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Asked Noz, their lips turning upwards as their eyes appraised Tesh’s thoughtful expression.
Tesh only laughed before rising to his knees and straddling Noz with his hands on their chest “How about I show you instead?”