fanning the flames

Frey Beholders beware, there are no safe words "If you like. You never know what wishes might do if you wish them hard enough, hon." Frey's words dripped with amusement, the deity simply there - no pomp, no fireworks. They were of course naked, and as usual would appear as a shining representation of the most arousing things that Edy could think of. A smile curling across their lips, they trailed a fingertip absently down their chest, holding the Abandoned's gaze with smouldering eyes. "What's on your mind, sugar plum? Got an itch needs scratching?"