Andarin: The Mountains: lets do something crazy!

He listens to her, yet says nothing. Only watching as she plays and manipulates the color around them, his air touching and feeling, playing along with it. But alas he wallows inside himself, even as he touches her, even as she touches him, it is something he cannot help.

His body leans into hers as she presses into him, the whirl of color surrounding them. She living inside her element, bending the color and shape of the air, he still continues to watch in silence, his ears rotaing about his head as she breaks her lips away from his cheek. His head then rests against her neck as the coolness of the waters soak around them. Her head then rolls under neath him, lays against his chest as he places his own atop her mane, nibbling gently at the strands of hair that make its way to his mouth as their air swirls around them.

But he laughs at the thought of his children not harboring hate. Epos cannot forgive him for leaving, Sarai he knows nothing about, when he was able to finally get to know his eldest daughter he too left and she rarely seen upon the shores.

He does not know what to say or think. Not even as Namir awakens inside him, clawing his way out relentlessly. He sighs, his breath hot against her skin as he rests against her.

He was vaguely aware of her entering his mind, even as she spoke he was lost in thought. “Oh its fine, Im used to it, I’m usually more careful about my thoughts but with you, it doesn’t even matter.“ He smiles, almost laughing. “you get used to it, im still not even completely used to it. Or my leviating powers, or Namir, sometimes I feel like im a complete mess.“ But he laughs it off as if it was a joke. Micah’s emotions have been out of wack, your not to blame.

His head pulls away from her as she speaks to him of sharing her love, he cannot help but smile, he cannot help but let his lips run along her jaw, nor can he help the sensations as they build up inside him. For the first time he acts upon instinct rather then thought or measure, for the first time he does something crazy whether he get rejected or not. Caught in something, he forgets about Rowan, forgets about Epos, or Sarai, forgets about being an oracle, for now all he thinks about is Lycoris.

For now it is only her as he shifts through the waters, climbing atop of her.

For now, it is their moment.

His earth sings and hums its own passionate tune, as his air swirls around her, him, them. Pulling them together for their own moment.

oc. micah; the warden
deception is charming;
liar, condescender, words born as bastards;
earth and air III; barkskin and namir