#they begin

HER HEAD TILTS, AMBER GAZE UNRELENTING IN HER STARE, already lost to the vision before her ― AN ADONIS, crowned in strength and beauty... eyes linger upon his form, lips pursing as imagination runs wild ― liberated from the bore of formalities, and thrown atop his horse... his skin bare for lips to explore as wind combs through strands of ebon silk, ‘til passions grow and her back is nestled into the soft lush of rohan’s rolling fields, and her king -- plucked from the princess’ fantasy, is her own to claim...

tongue peeks for a hungry taste, wishing -- longing for something sweeter than the wine wetting her lips as attention is finally gained -- lifted from the clouds of her daydreams as father and guests stand to make their leave. her head turns to watch their departure, awaiting the heavy thump of a closing door before gaze would return to the man at fault for her distraction. a subtle smile -- more smirk than a simper and shaped in sin.    ❛  alas --  ❜    she starts, mischief blooming beneath her ample breast, dressed in silk and jewels, a princess as bright as the dornish sun itself; legs cross, tender thigh resting atop her knee, reaching across for her near emptying  glass.    ❛  -- we are alone.  ❜

Stumbling along, Jeongguk glanced at the two monsters ahead of him and released a sigh.

Chimchim had said that they’d need to hide him and for some reason that was code for, “Take him to V’s house.”

So here he was, trying to keep up with V and Chimchim who were practically floating through the forest. Never tripping over branches or being whacked by twigs ( Jeongguk wasn’t as lucky. He was positive he’d have a few scratches on his cheeks and hands )

Somehow, Jeongguk found them both beautiful. In a weird they-scare-me-but-wow sort of way.

It made his fingers twitch, a tell-tale sign that he wanted to paint or draw. He needed to capture their beauty and not just keep it in his mind, but on paper too.

“What’s your name anyway, human?” Chimchim called over his shoulder, head turning to the right ever so slightly, His hair looked like a fire; alive and lapping at the air.

“He said it was Jeongguk …”

The black haired boy looked towards V in surprise but the latter had kept his gaze ahead; his cheek having turned a lovely shade of lapis blue.

Whether it was a blush or simply the forest lighting; Jeongguk didn’t care.