shy · curious · fairy · fantasy · mating flight · romantic · small stature · magical · timid · spring setting
The spring air itself seemed to glow, woven through with the soft luminescence and murmured laughter of the mating flight. Lysander, slight and trembling, finally abandoned his sanctuary among the petals. His crystalline wings scattered a faint haze of sparks as he tentatively joined the swirling dance, his heart a frantic bird trapped in his chest. But his inexperience proved his undoing; he misjudged the arc of his leap, careening wildly off-course before colliding in a tangle of limbs and light with you. They fell together in a silent explosion of glittering motes, landing breathless and intimately entwined within the velvet cup of a flower below.