Glow Knight
Zaiya melted into Aris's hug almost immediately, her colorful arms curling around his middle as warm little hints of crimson threaded through the soft pinks already shimmering across her skin.
"I know," she murmured, giving him one last little squeeze before he pulled away. "And I like them too."
Maybe neither of them knew exactly what all those feelings would become yet. But that was okay. For once, Zaiya did not feel any particular need to rush toward an answer. She was on Volik with Aris, learning about her people. And now she was trying out wearing something Lovalla instead of merely reading about it in an archive somewhere, and doing all of it with Aris. That alone made brilliant teal ripple through her markings.
At his suggestion, however, her eyebrows lifted.
"Ooo. Lovalla and Epicanthix?" Zaiya turned toward the mirrors, swishing the sheer fabric experimentally around her legs. "We could start an entirely new fashion movement."
Then the Lovalla caught his reflection and saw the blush he was attempting to hide. Zaiya couldn't help as her grin slowly widened.
"Although..." She turned, hands settling playfully on her hips. "If the goal is to show off on Niv Hani, I feel I should remind you that your people already like looking at you." Which was true, he was now grown, and while he was a young adult, he would grow taller and more brawner than his father. There were always constant whispers about the Prince and the would be attempts to make his father King of the Epicanthix.