Bront
The man with the probe
Vasha giggles when puddles looks excitedly over at Zythryd, expecting more food. She has a seat on her bed and waits for Zythryd to be seated.
"Your words mean much to me. I was afraid you were scared to speak them, but it takes much courage to admit those feelings for you, I understand that."
She looks deep into Zythryd's eyes and gives him a tender kiss.
"I wish to return the favor, and tell you what I could not earlier, though I fear you will not like it. I will tell you, if you would listen."
She holds his hand and looks at him, awaiting a responce.
"Your words mean much to me. I was afraid you were scared to speak them, but it takes much courage to admit those feelings for you, I understand that."
She looks deep into Zythryd's eyes and gives him a tender kiss.
"I wish to return the favor, and tell you what I could not earlier, though I fear you will not like it. I will tell you, if you would listen."
She holds his hand and looks at him, awaiting a responce.