Recent content by Faye Valimir

She trailed after him, allowing Talorgan to go at his own pace and watch as he gave the rooms a proper inspection. Faye had not realised he would take this seriously, that he would put considerations in until he chose a room and made his criteria known. With surprise, her dark brows rose...

She liked his gentleness, how thoughtful he was in doing the task at hand when he could easily have her out of all clothing in a rush, but for Talorgan to savour the moment had the glassmaker feel more exposed. When he was done, he took a step back and she could feel the coolness of air as his...

Faye regarded him with a raised brow. "Of course. Wild or not, I want you here. In fact, I always liked your wild..." She approached him, making sure her eyes reflected what she meant. Sidling up to him, she tilted her head back to let her dark curtain of hair fall behind her. "It is taming...

As he moved to stand, Faye found herself moving to get off his lap. Talorgan was larger than her, taller too, and when he stood before her and spoke, she had to look up at him. He made her lip quiver, a breath leaving her as he reminded her of his size... He made her want to be wicked. To make...

Faye pushed him back by placing her hands on his chest and pressing, effectively pushing her back to stare at him with a coy smile. "There he goes, from being sweet to being a right tease..." But she liked the idea of him coming to watch her. It meant she could be cruel, show off the many...

Faye brushed her lips against him, barely touching his save for the warmth of breath. "I will hold you to that, Talorgan." She felt an ache to not kiss him. A feeling of pressing weight in her chest, felt with every breath. Her cure was a breath away. The kiss was soft, barely there in...

Faye played with his sleeve, the fine fabric only afforded to those with the coin to purchase it. She rubbed it between thumb and forefinger, liking that softness is gave. "I have been in love only once. I told you bits about it... but we grew up together. My first kiss, my first love, my first...

Faye felt all her tension and anxiety melt away when wrapped up in his arms and held into her cradle against him. She took deep, calming breaths, but still it could not stop the silent tears that fell down her face. This is was release looked like, and gods knew she held onto so much in the last...

In that moment, she knew what she wanted. Him. There he sat before her, hearing the cracks in her heart still continue to this day. Her heart had been made out of glass, and every time she hid her aches, she felt the physical toll it took on her. Perhaps she had crafted it so carefully that...

She smiled, a soft laugh twinkling in melody throughout the room. Faye leaned forward as she smiled, taking his hands and holding them. It was an intimate act, to be seated so closely and looking to one another, hands clasped. Her face softened, "You are not rushing me... not now. This is my...

Faye continued to smile and laugh, for Cathán truly would make a mess purely because he would wish to smell everything and sate his curiosity. It was not because he would be blind, but perhaps she was fortunate he preferred to being outside and haunting his favourite perches. "Here?" The...

Her lips quirked, a smile a promise away. "Having regrets, Talorgan?" She asked in slow teasing voice. "I thought you would have learned by now that I like showing how I feel through physical touch." Her hand moved, finding his easily and began to tug him to follow her. She backed towards...

All she could do was stare at him. He said the very things she had been afraid to admit, to allow herself the kindness of feeling all of this freely. It made her want to go to him, to disregard the things they should talk about and go straight to their emotions and feelings. "Then this is...

Faye lifted her head, angling her neck at the same time. Her eyes peered into his, unwavering as she spoke. "I am not going to make myself vulnerable in places I am not comfortable showing such a truth in." This was her home, her sanctuary. A place where she trusted she could be herself. Juny...

The softening of his face and tone was one she watched. How his eyes fell upon her, and a pause as she watched his gaze take her in. She had seen that before, many times over, but not every person she saw evoked the same from her. Those ones, Faye had let them in. Why was she fighting against...