The Sunspire ocean eyes

seabreeze's whole existence was really fucking with terance's psyche-- not necessarily in a bad way, but with every coy smile and verbal invitation he was slowly realized that alya had definitely been right. this girl did not want soft and cautious-- as he so often was around her(and had been around lyra)-- and his inner guilt and lust were fighting each other on how he was supposed to handle this. 

thanks to her hormones, which still had a nice hold on his dick him, he opted to not be a little wimp. he wondered if alya would be proud-- or if she'd try to murder him for leaving. now was not the time to think about that, though.

his own expression mirrored hers, a toothy smirk replacing his concerned, thin-lipped smile. "i guess this is a lesson," he returned, and used one arm to pull her closer to him, returning to his spot on her neck to teeth gently at the fur. but... well, small hiccup. terance didn't know what he was doing-- hard to teach a subject you don't know. he'd played baseball before, sure, but the player hadn't made it past third base-- and he'd barely made it there before he struck out. what was he supposed to do? they were laying down-- was that right? 

uh oh-- this was gonna fall apart quick.