[ Helios lets out a pleased noise his wings stretching slightly at her warm kisses trailing along his skin. The juxtaposition of temperature leaving exciting little jolts every time she plants one upon his ice cold skin. His breath hitches a little at her fingers sliding across his stomach. ]
But we still have so much to do. The snow mythica aren't going to make themselves, hm?
[Action, February 12th]
But we still have so much to do. The snow mythica aren't going to make themselves, hm?