Sun Mote Copse azure & ash

Giana shivered slightly, adrenaline pumping hotly through her veins as Eshamun not only accepted her touch but reached out to lavish her own across ivory shoulders. A soft rumble vibrated in her chest, and the Angleo pressed more confidently into the fire-kissed leader and closed her stormy eyes to savor the moment, unsure of what to do next. The playful nip to her ear cut this short, and her gaze flicked to Eshamun once more, kind and wishing. The question brought a soft, shy smile to her face -- such emotions raging through her was all new, and quite confusing -- and Gia shrugged ever so slightly. 

                         "Perhaps he has, Eshamun, or perhaps it is the heart that choses who it falls for."

She, too, chuckled, but it was a nervous sound, filled with curiosity and confustion. What was happening was a mystery to her, but going with the flow seemed like the easiest way -- without a know or care in the world other than the woman beside her, Giana waited, soft eyes seeking her viridian ones.