Private Tales This is the Emotion They Call Love

  • World Event Update

    The portal stones, reliable for thousands of years, recently sent travellers to locations across the world.

    They appear to be working as normal, but the whispers in the void between locations have grown louder. Even those without magical talent can hear them.

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
Aranhil looked down at Siobhan, kissing her back, the kiss grounding him a bet and causing him to not drift away in his own thoughts. He didn’t want to be there amid the waves of anxiety and anger that threatened to drown him. No, Aranhil was already drowning, only able to come up every now and then get a gasp of wave before being pulled back under.

Maybe Siobhan was right.

“What I want to do right now…” he echoed, looking down at Siobhan as she went and touched his bare chest, sliding up and down his sides before being wrapped around his waist. He grinned, a hand going up and along her back to grab the back of her head, his other arm wrapped around her waist, tipping her over so when he bent down he could kiss the soft skin at the center of her throat.

“I want you to touch me.” He murmured against her porcelain skin.

Siobhan Voronwe
 
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