If it hadn't been so shady here, he'd think the sun was baking his skin, running so hot. But. Come to think of it. He definitely liked the way cuts of light slid across her with the whisper of the trees. Highlighting all those sleek contours, mmm.
Oh, and he could hear how she liked it, splaying his wings for her, showing her that body beneath. Lavender and white and so smooooth. His grin was half-cocked now, dropping to get his own eager peek as her wings flared just a little, too. And he just wanted to circle her and take in every detail, holding himself back from touching her. For now. Those brilliant autumn wings lifted just a bit more as he rounded her, and naturally his gaze was pulled to that movement, that better view. God, that was perfect.
Okay, so this was more fun than he'd thought it'd be.
Would all girls take to him so well? Suddenly didn't really care.
Just this one. For now.
She watched him over her shoulder and he gave her a show, a show of how delicious he was finding her with storming eyes tracing so hungrily over that sexy figure. Her wing stretched just a little as he passed, brushing the top of his. And he couldn't help it, really. He lifted it with another spread of his smile and a low chuckle, raising hers higher from her body and stealing more of her secrets. Mmm, definitely yes.
Well hello there. Thought so clearly, his eyes jerked back to hers. But she couldn't know, could she? Nah. So he ignored it, continued his appraisal.
He reached to nip at her neck, leaving a quick little sting, then ducked under her chin, dragging her mouth down the line of his hair and brushing his cheek along her throat to the other side of her neck. He hummed husky and low as his skin twitched and a shiver ran over him, slipping from her touch with another little sting, to her opposite shoulder this time. She smelled so good, like a wild thing, all warmth and forest and earthy. Not sun and salt and sea. Not like his Kylin. But maybe that was a good thing. Maybe that was part of this lesson.
Still. He couldn't help but wish it were his twin playing this game with him.
But maybe later.
He backed off a few steps and watched her, intent on those eyes of hers. A little bit of give and take, right? Just how attractive did she find him? Just how far would she play this game? He gestured with a small swing of his head in invitation, still smiling, eyes still bright with interest. Come here, then.