the nature of things

Frey No refunds "You look about ready to pop, hun. Here, take a load off." A voice purred from the darkness. Vai would find herself suddenly in what could only be described as a sort of rocking chair. Composed of twisted branches and moss, it curved around the huntress' back and thighs. Her feet and legs would be suddenly bare and placed in a cool container of water. "Better?" Frey asked, stepping out from behind one of the many trees. Naked as always, their shifting sensuality and sex would only be fixed based on Vai's preferences. Whatever that may be, it would be heightened such that Frey would exude the pinnacle of pleasing characteristics. Looking down at the fruit, the deity smiled and reached out to pluck a ripe peach. Taking a bite and not minding at all as the juices flowed down their chin and hand, they cocked a hip and eyed Vai silently for a moment.