A bright summer morning on the Island. The view looks down, from outside, on a large greenhouse, filled with cultivated flowers in riotous colours, vivid and verdant. Through the clear panes two figures can be seen; Zefiris sits on one of the raised flower beds, nestled between two plants to avoid damaging them. She looks up at G’raha, who stands close in front of her, nestled between her legs, with one knee raised and balanced on the wooden frame as he leans towards her.
She is dressed in her usual dark tank top, shorts, with a red bandanna tied around her right thigh, and muddied boots. G’raha is similarly apparelled for the warm weather - though he wears his usual trousers and boots, he has eschewed the belt and tall socks, and wears only a white vest in place of his usual jacket. He has one hand hooked under her left knee, holding her leg up and tight against him. Zef looks up at him with an innocent, teasing expression; she rests her left hand on his shoulder, her right on the waistband of his trousers, plucking at it with her thumb.
A side-view: framed by the arc of the greenhouse beams, G'raha looks down at Zef, sat amongst the vibrant flowers, with an expression of entreaty - meeting her mock-innocence with a tease of his own, even as his free hand wanders boldly to her breast, drawing a feigned gasp of surprise from her.
In close-up: G'raha's ears flick - with a sensual smile, he checks in with her, reassuring her that, from the sound of things at least, they are quite alone.
Humidity
May 2025
1/10 🧵⬇️
cw: suggestive, mildly spicy, no nudity
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