Cormag can’t help the chuckle that escapes him, a soft breath leaving him after the noise dies down. Scylla was cute, he had to give her that much, especially with the answer she provided him regarding his hair. He can’t really complain though, brown eyes peeking open to look up at her as she talks. It’s funny, he thinks, that he never thought he’d find himself sharing a bed with someone, let alone being in love with that person and here he is, eyes half-lidded as he relaxes against the other wyvern rider as she strokes his hair.
“Heh, yeah?” He questions, pressing himself closer against the woman, letting his forehead rest against her sternum for a moment before he tips back and lets his lips grace the center of her chest, “You’re gonna keep being that pillow, too,” A joke really, even if he likes laying atop of her as he is now, but he blinks slowly, pressing another kiss to her chest with a thoughtful hum.
“Lest you wish to do something, that is.”
Truly, it had to be illegal to be with this man. He was so..So.Gods she had
no words to describe it. To describe HIM. Cormag was such an adoring,
strong, and surprisingly relaxed man. It had her chest tightening if she
dwelled on it for too long, even if he was in the same room with her.
Her ears would have perked up if she were anything more than human,
but as it was they simply turned a little pink as his suggestion.
“Oh? Are you offering?” Scylla’s fingers Still in his short locks as she
speaks, a near purr rolling beneath her ribs. Hazel eyes sparkle some
in mild mischief and peaked curiosity as she smirks down to him.
“Either way, I wouldn’t say no~”
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