The Sunspire [m] sun born

she did not move in a manner that suggested the roughness she might be capable of. the things shared here were as sacred as any holy ritual. she was devout, worshipful at this shrine given earthly form.

her throat could have been punctured by teeth and she was certain the wonders of night would have hid it until the aches settled in at dawn.

it pained her how she might burn whole empires for this one.

tell me, her voice could not raise above a whisper! does a place trap you? does another await you? a tightening grip around a waist spoke of how jealousy might burn her if the answer was yes.