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[my-muses-in-op]

Mocha fingers encase corvid locks in a loose hold. Allowing the strands to slip through as those same digits trace her beloved’s jawline until falling to a gentle placement over his heart; the one that she was both honored but apprehensive to have captured.

Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!

@asktheseawitch

Brown hues looked deeply into Sere’s eyes, a soft and pure smile played on the red lips, as Izo let her touch him. Words were not needed, he knew what she was silently telling him. As her hand came to rest on his chest, right over his heart, his eyes shined with nothing but love and devotion. He let her hand stay where it was, as his own hand moved to touch her.

First his pale and slender fingers went through her hair, before they traced down her jawline, gently touching her cheek and then they went to her chin, resting there for a few seconds, before he boobed her nose, a silent chuckle leaving his lips.

His hand wandered further down, resting on her hips for a few seconds, before it went to her butt, giving it a quick, but firm, squeeze. Then it moved to her fingers, gently lifting it the hand to his lips, where he gave each finger a kiss, all while his eyes never left hers. Once he’d kissed each finger, he gently led the hand down and then his own hand came to rest on her chest, right over her heart.

[my-muses-in-op]

Aya

Birthday gift from my lovely friend/sister @asktheseawitch​

I love this so much.