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Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Oneiros
"I think I’d be the beast in that situation. Legs and all. As long as he’s hot and got a good cock I wouldn’t care."
"Nah, see that's why you gotta look for a beast. I think it'd be a bear in your case, no?"
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Chrysostom
"And ‘m lucky to know yah." Chrys smiles, dimples showing in his cheeks as he continues towards her caravan. "Okay, the lets have some fun? Yeah, lets have some fun." He gives a nod to prove he wants to do it and a few blonde strands of hair fall before his eyes which he promptly moves out of the way.
Morgaine ruffled his hair as they walked, grin wide. Finally they arrived and she unwrapped her arm from around his shoulders, going up to unlock her caravan and welcome him inside. It was finely decorated, mostly with earthy tones and a lot of weapons on the walls and on the tables. "Here we are. Make yourself at home."
Part Two of your gift.
Merry Christmas!
Secret Santa.
You're a doll. I wish I knew who you were so I could share a little. That's a lie. I'm not sharing.
Part One of your gift.
Shop description said:
Contains your apathy and your alcohol
6 oz capacity for liquids, unlimited apathy
...meh.
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Oneiros
He laughed back before her arm again. “You better. I can’t be getting eaten by monsters, haven’t met my prince yet.”
"But what if one of the monsters is actually your prince? Beauty and the beast and all."
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Oneiros
"I missed the stuff." he admitted and tried not to think of what had once been his home. The faster he downed the alcohol the better. "Well I’m a lady." he paused to give a bad curtsy.
"Me too. It's been ages." She knew his home was a sore spot for him, so she figured it was better not to dwell. She laughed as he curtsied. "Well, my lady, I'll be your knight in shining armor. I'll protect you from the monsters."
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Chrysostom
Chrys is a little surprised by her reply but a smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “Never met no one like you, M.” He smiles brightly at her. “Why have yah been drunk so long for?”
"That's because there is no one like me," Morgaine said certainly. "Because it's fun, Chrys. That's why. You'll see how fun it is." The real answer was a lot more complicated, but she just liked saying it was fun.
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Oneiros
"None of that shit human stuff right?" he asked as they walked, he spared a short glance down at her legs, his own hidden by his ring. "Why not, that’s what your are. You can all me lady too. Lady Oneiros has a nice ring to it."
"Hell no. This is the good stuff straight from Puzzlewood. I know the faun that makes it." Her uncle. Sort of uncle. Cousin. Something. Family lines were a bit weird. "I'm not a lady. I'm a warrior. Get it right."
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Chrysostom
Hearing legs his hand goes straight to the thick thumb ring he wears to hide his own legs. Crhys hasn’t taken it off in a long time and knows he’ll have to soon to avoid nose bleeds but he just can’t make himself remove it. The faun doesn’t have much choice as he’s lead towards her caravan. “What does drunk feel like, M?”
Morgaine laughed at the question, trotting along happily. "I think a better question for me would be what does sober feel like? I don't think I've been sober since some time in the middle ages," she answered fairly honestly.
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Chrysostom
Chrys blushes as he’s kissed and puts down the music box he was fixing as he’s turned around. “B-but… O-kay.” She had a point, he wasn’t human so why must he follow their rules. “Jus’… Won’t I get one of those hang over thingies? Ma always said they felt like a cow heard laying waste in her head.”
"Of course you'll get a hangover. That's part of the fun. It'll put more hair on your legs," she hummed with a wide grin, beginning to lead him off. Her own legs were exposed, as per usual. She hated having the ring on to hide them.
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Oneiros
"Is that so?" he smirked excited by the thought of actual alcohol and not the watery stuff humans drank. He linked his arm in her’s "well lead the way m’lady."
"Yep. Finally got hold of my cousin and he had it shipped here. Picked it up last night and let me tell you. It's the real deal." Morgaine said with a grin, leading him towards her caravan. "Never call me a lady again."
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Chrysostom
Feeling an arm around his shoulder, Chrys jumps a little till his big brown eyes fall on a familiar face. He smiles widely and chuckles. ” ‘m not sure I should be gettin’ drunk, only eighteen, M.” Chrys has yet to grow out of following human rules.
Morgaine kissed cheek and turned him so they were facing the direction of her caravan. "You're a faun, not a human. You don't have to obey their stupid rules. Come onnnn. It'll be fun"
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&[OPEN TO FAUNS]
Morgaine came up behind the faun she'd been looking for, wrapping an arm around their shoulder and grinning. "You and me are gonna get real faun drunk. I just got a big barrel of some good shit from back home and you are going to love it," she hummed, really not giving the other faun an option.
Raf stepped out of the shower tent, breath making swirls in the winter air. He’d slipped on a pair of black jeans, but remained shirtless, walking through the snow barefoot. Though he was in the possession of a fully functioning shower in his own caravan, it would be a wasted opportunity indeed if he deprived the Cirque of a chance to marvel at his gleaming physique. As he felt a pair of eyes fall on him, as of course, they would have, he turned his head. “Help you with anything?”
"Can you help me?" Morgaine echoed as she looked at Raf. There was clearly something different about him, but it didn't bother her. Hopefully it would mean that he would forget her breakdown. She glanced over him, debating for a moment. "Yes, I think you can. I was about to go out on the town and you're welcome to join me."
Mastbos, Breda, Netherlands. Photography by Sonja Krzeminski
Zuhair Murad Resort 2015.
