#ask&answered:skye

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‘ღ’ {For Skye <3}

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Well, I'm not the least bit surprised by these highly scientific findings. Skye is incredibly balanced. I think others pick up the exchanges between them and can see the attraction with how touchy-feely they both can be at times. Add into the mix that many are surprised to find out they aren't even a couple. Honestly, I think Skye is aware their boundaries are a little generous compared to other friendships.

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☀ {Skye}

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Glancing over her shoulder as best she can is no easy feat, especially not when Skye's hands are currently working her shoulders like dough he has special plans for. And maybe the metaphor gets a little muddled in her brain as her lashes flutter, that half close that almost seems to insinuate that she's missing some kind of nictitating membrane. A breath taken to indicate conversation becomes the softest and sweetest sort of moan. He's found that particular knot that's been plaguing her for a week straight and there's a thin, wavering line between pleasure and pain that sends tremors in places a lady doesn't talk about. Maybe the blush in her cheeks hints to that, maybe he'll take it at face value and assume it's the combination of just the right heat, pressure, and his strong hands working delicately on her frame.

The words finally do come, low and husky and pitched ever so subtly. "Mmm. how is it you always know what i need, huh?"

Rattling on about potentially changing the hours to accommodate more clients, Skye noticed as Beth lifted her shoulder slightly before twinging, twice within less than a minute. Not even asking he just went to work and moved behind, as he kept on talking until he became too involved in releasing the knot he'd found. Shifting the conversation he asked, "What happened? Did you fall asleep in a hammock?" She felt small beneath his hands, and he rode the edge of massaging with purpose and being sure he wasn't doing more harm than good. Concerned he asked, "You got to let me know if I'm going too deep."

When his touch elicited a moan he smiled feeling like he'd won the battle. He'd caught the flush of her cheeks on her profile as he continued, and only stopped when she spoke. A megawatt smile took over his features as he insisted, "Cause I spend most of my waking hours with you, and you're an easy read." He paused for a moment contemplating whether or not he wanted to push his friend a little further. Why not? So he asked, "Do you always blush during a massage?"

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✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse? {{Skye}}

There are really two things I adore about writing Skye. Firstly, he's just such an emotionally available man with an innate protective nature. I want Skye to feel like a warm blanket and bowl of your favorite food when life forces you to ride the struggle bus. He just wants to fix things and is willing to meet people where they are at. He's my ultimate soft boi. Even Boden agrees.

Secondly, I love that his magical gifts deal with astral travel. In different periods in my life, I've hyper-fixated on meditation, astral travel, and sleep paralysis. I'm able to explore creatively and expand on things I've picked up on.

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Skye, Elysia is a total waste of your energy bro. She doesn’t even want the help. Why bother?

"Waste of my energy, bro? She's someone who needs help. That's all my energy is even about." The smile dropped from his face as his forehead furrowed at the dig they were making at someone who was clearly in distress. Skye witnessed firsthand the absolute nightmarish torture she'd been a victim of and the comment brought up anger. "Why don't you just stay in your lane," he bit back.