#ginxthane

Suger and Spice Prompts

Thane nodded as he lifted her up, his thumb trailing across her side as he leaned in the bite her neck, marking the woman he loved.

"You trust me, I trust you, Love."

"Of course, Vi- Gin, thank you."

Thane kept drying out his hair as he sat down, towels wrapped around his frame to dry off after he had bathed and let her set to work on his hair. He hummed, as she began, his old way to keep his courage high.

Trust Building/Uncomfortable Bonding Memes

(Accepting!)

Nearly silent footsteps made their way towards him, pausing a few steps away as she regarded the man with his head in his hands. "Love? Thane?" The last few steps were taken, ending with Gin kneeling in front of him, gently placing her hands on his knees as she lowered herself.

Gin didn't speak for a while, instead humming softly as one hand moved to run through his hair gently. "Ah've gotcha, love," the words were whispered to his forehead as she stood again, continuing to run her hands through his hair.

Send !!! for my muse to find yours in a state of arousal(still accepting)

Thane has not the senses to let him know what he was walking into ahead of time, but he wrapped his knuckles on the door and waited.

Send 🍳 to cook with my muse

Thane had thought he had snuck out of bed as he began a plan of making Gin breakfast eggs began to fry as sausage began to sizzle. After a few minutes, the floorboards at the door to the kitchen creeked and Thane turned.

"Good Morning, My Heart, would you like some pancakes and coffee too?"

Send ‘!!’ and I’ll write a para description of your muse from mine’s perspective, including:

"Eyes, deep blue, I could lose myself in them, listening to her stories in the accent that enraptures him. Guilt, for every scar she has that he can see, even from before their meeting, times he wasn't there but could never have been."

He sighed staring at her with delight as shoulders laxed.

"The cocked eyebrow, the scheming grin, mischevious, she is so full of life, energy. Lips, kiss, touch, now g-"

"Short hair he wants to run his hands through, lost in the dark hair. The energy and life and joy in her. The tilted head as she looked over him."

Thane lifts her up and kisses her, arms tightly wrapped in a tender embrace.

Send ❔ to find my muse wandering the streets completely lost and without any memory @drunkenworgen

The humming rhyme made him happy, he knew not where it was from, nor why he was here.

Thess streets felt like something from a dream, rain scented the hair and the downpour's aftermath pool along narrow cobblestone roads like streams criss-crossing paths between fields.