#* 🪷 vyntera // in.

[vyntera]

@ariascent // CONTINUATION FROM 🪷

The goddess' plan on testing a new lipstick by mashed up blueberries could lead the two gently against one another. A heated moment between the two that was known for who knew how long, cold hands were placed on the male chest. icy hues observed the man beneath faer, fox ears turned to the right as the at first nicely lip marks on his cheek than at the smudge lip marks around his lips. Deep down, Elsa wanted this, but she knew they didn't deserve it even being a goddess.

Elsa breath hitch as faer irises glanced away, reconsiding this moment. Maybe the two can forget this ever happened and they can cook dinner together . . . as friends. Oh, who was fae kidding ? There was no way of either of them forgetting this ever. Even if fae was heavy smitten with him, of course not by looks instead Elsa was smitten on how he been there for her, his compassion, heroism, but more importantly his patience and kindness for the once goddess spirit.

❝ Do you want this to stop . . . ❞ mumbling the request before turning her rose-colored flustered face away ❝ . . . or continue ? ❞