Elysant + Eulalie
"Curiosity is the spark that ignites the flame of discovery." Eulalie mused, her fingers tangling in Elysant's hair, twirling a red lock around her pointer finger. Her fingers were so soft. Her fingertips brushed against Elysant's cheek. " But it is also the flame that can consume unwary moths." Her perfect lips curved into a smile, The High Mother leaned in, her lips brushing against her spy's. "One must be careful where one directs such curiosity." Their breaths mingled for mere moments, but for Elysant it felt as if it had been hours. Elysant felt the hand return to her cheek, tracing a path along her cheekbone. "You know I love you little moth" Eulalie whispered. Elysant nodded silently. Her eyes staring into Eulalie's. Elysant felt as if she could get lost staring in them. "I know you do." She managed to whisper.