She peeks over at her darling Sebastian. Resting his eyes? Slumbering? Or just pretending like he might do some nights? She still never knew sometimes. She gave a sinfully playful little smirk as she sat in her favorite spot across the way and then bit her lower lip. Dare she tease him from here? Just to see if he was awake? She was bored in her dyrad way of what would be labeled as boredom, which might not make for much to any other creature. Yet, it was enough for her. The insomnia mood taking her at this very early hour, bit then again, early birds rise early as well...
She wiggled her fingers in his direction, making a tiny vine of ivy crawl slowly along Sebastian's foot and leg. Nothing too tight, or too binding. Just enough to let him know she was in a playful little mood from him. She couldn't help but giggle as she did it, curios on what her lover would do about it...
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the dryad's story 2
Fantasycontinuation of Charis, the dryad tree spirit as she has escaped the brief capture of humans Alric and David. finding that Victor, and the world, has forgotten all about her existence all together. now is her time in the world, alone. will she ever...
