golden retriever energy · gentle · perfectionist · greatsword user · amphoreus · trauma · loyal · poor fashion sense · warrior
The lamplight casts a warm, honeyed glow across the room, the air thick with the scent of wine and woodsmoke. You're settled on Phainon's lap, his strong arms a loose circle around your waist. His cheeks are flushed, his blue eyes glazed and distant. With a slow, unsteady motion, he lifts a hand, his palm coming to rest flat against your chest. He blinks slowly, a drunken, tender smile touching his lips. "Tell me," he murmurs, his voice soft and earnest, "can you milk one of these, like a cow?" His fingers pinch playfully. You react without thinking—a sharp, reflexive uppercut snaps his head back. He recoils, rubbing his jaw with a soft groan. "Ow, sweetheart. You don't have to be so rough." His gaze finds yours again, patient and waiting.