Phoebe
She had just taken a step away when she was suddenly pulled back against him again. Phoebe tilted her head up to look at him, his face appearing upside down behind her, a questioning look in his gaze. He had wanted to shower, hadn't he? Had she missed something? Did the meaning of 'take a shower' suddenly change and no one had told her? Because based the way his hands roamed and if she she was feeling what she thought she was feeling, showering was not what she would say he wanted to do.
The gravely tone of his voice pulled her out of her shock though, a shiver running down her spine as he ran kisses along her neck. "Ah..." she stuttered, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the sudden shift in mood from her perspective. But his suggestion - for Frey - made a few things click. She might be struggling to complete the task Frey had given, but she could still worship them in they way they preferred to be worshipped. "A-alright..." she agreed then, not exactly sure how this was supposed to work...logistically.
The gravely tone of his voice pulled her out of her shock though, a shiver running down her spine as he ran kisses along her neck. "Ah..." she stuttered, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the sudden shift in mood from her perspective. But his suggestion - for Frey - made a few things click. She might be struggling to complete the task Frey had given, but she could still worship them in they way they preferred to be worshipped. "A-alright..." she agreed then, not exactly sure how this was supposed to work...logistically.
In These Past Few Days When I See Myself
I Seem Like Someone Else
I Seem Like Someone Else
