Dragoncrest Cliffs [m] by far surpassing mortals in beauty,

can wrap up in another round and have a new one <3

erzulie chuckled as njord did, the warmth of his larger body melding with her own to blanket them softly. "a trickster," she purred, rolling over to face him. for a long moment she only watched his face affectionately. "you were made for de sea t'ough," the obsidian assured.
the season was stirring in her again, the saltwater lifting to limn her muscular body.
she hoped beyond herself that if she were to bear children from this, that they might have that same black-sheep foxtail sported by the ruby of sapphique, and kissed the side of his neck with a lingering touch.