you put your arms around me and i'm home
The stars were so bright tonight - or was it the many lights and lanterns shining around them? Aion couldn’t be sure, not with the world spinning the way it was.
Everything felt topsy turvy, as if the world had been flipped upside down, and gravity was trying to pull him in the opposite direction. It’s all he can do to just keep up with Eros as his beloved pulls him away from the ball and into the markets. ’It feels like a fairy tale,’ is all he has time to think, pressing his shoulder into Eros’ for both the comfort of his touch and the physical support.
Eros is like a moth drawn to a flame, and for a second he’s jealous that his mate is drawn more to the curtains than to him. But he can still feel the fire his kisses left on his skin, and he directs his eyes to the tent.
”Let’s find out,” he says in a moment of impulsiveness, stepping through the glittering curtains and into the tent…
”Sit,” the shed-star tells them, and it seems her voice is papery and thin. ”Would you like to know what the cards say?”
Had he not been inebriated, he might have walked out right then, away from the old mare and the weaving smoke and her silver, silver eyes. Away from his future, or at least the possibility the cards might have some sliver of truth to them.
Instead he looks to Eros, already moving towards the ruby red pillows. They contrast the white of his body, and it’s remarkable how much they look like blood against his pale skin - but they’re soft, and he sinks into them, pulling Eros down beside him.
He meets her glassy eyes, and is surprised at how easily the question comes to him.
”What does the future hold for us? Together?”
walk. "talk."
does it still count as a fast thread if this is at least faster than normal
@Official Night Account @Eros
rhiaan / sid
