Mount Apikuni what you know about that? [m]

the initial apologies made by kukulkan fell on deaf ears. bhediya chose to ignore his stuttering, finding it to be an unnecessary effort. she did not want him to be afraid to touch her, to brush against her skin; the primal urgency grew stronger with each passing moment. if not instinct, it was her innate rebellious nature pushing her toward him. it had been so long since she'd allowed herself to just be!

bhediya remembered grayday and wondered what he might think of kukulkan. would he find him worthy? the question was sobering enough to calm her, though only temporarily.

he came closer, pulling her from the trance. she wanted so desperately to invite him closer, to welcome his embrace, but stopped herself. it was a slippery slope, and with a full week left of their trip, she wasn't ready to descend — not yet, at least. there would come a time, a place, and this was not it.

what's yer reason to keep going?

bhediya gulped, her mind racing a mile a minute. 

it's that massive dong, she thought to herself, a small smirk teasing at the corners of her lips, the only thing keeping me grounded are those big bitchin' ba—

she shook the thoughts from her head. clearing her throat, the sylph did the responsible thing and took a half-step backward, though her gaze remained trained on kukulkan's. my children, she sighed, thinking of each one she'd known, i've got too many of them to get hurt.