The Upside Down (For Eluuna)

“Kinda, except feather get in your mouth.”

 

“Sometimes. You don’t have feathers, so I don’t have that problem.”

 

Her hands slid down his chest to rest at the base of his ribs.

"You're plenty soft."

 

"Soft as feathers," she replied softly, turning her hand in his and lacing her fingers through his. "Soft as rabbits. Soft as silk."

 

She leaned down and kissed just under his jaw lightly.

"You're not as harsh as you think."

 

She laughed lightly, holding his jaw in her hand.

"Am I special? Is that what you're saying?"

 

She laughed, shaking her head at his reply.

"You're funny."

 

"I'm not special. I'm just here," she said, brushing a thumb along his cheekbone.

 

Her smile faded a little, and she sat up, her hand brushing his sternum before she slipped off of him.

"None of that," she said, pulling her hair back. Her tone was still playful, but it carried a warning. "Remember what I said about compliments."

 

"What do you mean?" she asked, standing up next to the bed.