🕶 || Bjorn & Rhyia
Rhyia was a contradiction - both soft and gentle and yet a fierce shieldmaiden. It had taken time, for the pair to grow into friends and then something more. A soft kiss one night had become something more, slowly, gently. But she had been too nervous for it to go much further. She flushed brightly at every gentle touch. It was only when he finally saw them. The scars given to her by her father that he understood. He lifted the length of soft fabric and used it to cover her eyes. He tied it gently and then kissed her shoulder, a brush of beard against the pale skin. “It is me ... just me ... remember.” he murmured quietly as he slowly pulled down the fabric of her gown, tugging at the ties that held it together.
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