Aris Noble
"Hey... why aren't you looking at me?" she teased him, only to laugh as the world spun and Zaiya found herself flat on her back now. The length of her colorful cobalt, teal, and magenta hair spilled from her ponytail onto the floor, and her flushed, sweaty, colorful skin danced with an opal-like radiance as she stared up at him.
This close and with him hovering overhead, the long length of his crimson hair fell over one shoulder, dangling over her and tempting her to reach up to play with it. It shone and reflected like Corseca gems even under the training room lights.
It was pretty. Oh, so
very pretty.
A soft pulse of attraction spiked through the Lovalla, and as Aris told her that she had already stolen his heart, Zaiya's wide grin softened as she looked up at him. Really, really, looked up at him.
He was close. So very close.
Oh.
That's when awareness dribbled over her senses in a way she'd been catching herself observing Aris more and more. It went past just admiration of how he fought and trained; it was how he stood, how he stretched, how he --
A soft, mesmerizing ripple went dancing over her skin. This time, soft shimmering crimson etched in white pearly edges shimmered over her mottled spots as her breath gave a soft hitch, and she stared up at him.
"...no...not cold," she admitted, even as she felt a nice warmth bloom over her. Opal blue eyes then flickered down to his lips again and then back to his green eyes.
So her hand came up, letting go of the silky strands of his crimson hair, only to slide up to cup his cheek.
"Stay. A bit longer." She asked in a soft whisper as she smiled up at him.
"I want to kiss you." Zaiya told him. But she didn't mean just as a peak. No. She wanted something more.