Not only does she love it, it's one of her favourite ways to wake up of a morning. But we'll get in to their whole somno thing another time!

#zeflore #zefspice

In the afterglow of their reunion, following Zef's return from the Thirteenth - long moons when G'raha feared her lost, and weeks of introspection where Zef realised how close she'd come to losing him. A new beginning after a troubled time for them 🥰

#zefraha #zefspice

Neck, shoulders and back - but mostly her back, and that's a lot of real estate 😅 She'll come apart from nothing but a firm massage under the right circumstances, though it takes a while. A tight grip on her hips or waist - or better yet, biting - helps. 🧵 #zeflore #zefspice

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

#zefspice #zefraha #wolgraha

The communal showers in the servant's quarters of the Crystal Tower - the same location where Chessamile treated the Exarch a few days previously. The walls are uniform crystal, the simple brass shower heads emerging from unseen plumbing- the floor is tiled in blue. Slightly blurred by distance and the steam of the running showers, G'raha stands naked, leaning against the wall and with his head thrown back in pleasure. Zefiris, naked herself, kneels on the tiled floor at his feet, nestled between his legs.

Sparkling water cascades around the pair. Zefiris rests her right hand on G'raha's hip, her attention entirely on his cock in her mouth. Her face is obscured by their linked left hands; with their fingers loosely intertwined, G'raha's palm rests on hers, supporting his weight and helping him balance as he trembles under her ministrations. He looks down at her, hypnotised by the sight, open-mouthed in a broken moan; his tail, plumed in pleasure, curls to sweep against her arm.

Closing his eyes, he tightens his grip on her hand, their fingers interlocking tightly; his tail drops to caress her hip. She seals her lips around the head of his cock.

With less than half his length in her mouth, Zefiris pauses. She has done this before, but not for a long time - and she never had the opportunity to become particularly experienced in the art. Lack of practice, combined with a particularly fierce gag reflex, makes her hesitate a moment to take him further and risk ruining the moment. G'raha, utterly awash with pleasure, takes a moment to notice her stillness; as he does, his eyes crack open.

Renewal
April 2023

cw: nsfw, explicit sexual content

1/5 🧵⬇️

#zefstory #zefspice

Will this be the year that I finally pose the long-promised 20-part play by play of their first night together? I hope so 😂 I don't post nsfw too often, but it'll be tagged as #zefspice so mute that if you don't want to see it! I'll also tend to err up with labels, bc bsky will do that anyway 😅

In closeup, a tangle of limbs; Zefiris and G'raha lie talking quietly in the afterglow. G'raha Tia: 'Are you...all right my—ah, Zefiris? Have you...any regrets?

He lies behind her, his eyes closed softly as he nuzzles against her hair. Facing away from him, her head half-turned towards him, her eyes are also closed, lashes dusting her cheeks as she murmurs to him. Zefiris: 'None, G'raha. None at all.'

Zefiris: 'I'm...surprised at myself, that's all.' The two lie naked together, G'raha pressed close against Zefiris' back. Their legs are twined, feet touching playfully. His spoken hand rests on the curve of her hip; she reaches back to stroke his tail in a long, sweeping gestures. Propped up on one arm, her eyes are still closed, her expression contemplative - perhaps a little shy.

Zefiris: 'I'm...not exactly known for my boldness, or confidence, you might say.' She smirks at the titanic understatement, laughing at herself a little - though she lies comfortably beside him, her still-closed eyes hint that perhaps a little of that shyness remains. From over her shoulder, G'raha watches her, rapt.

Interlude
December 2022

cw: nudity in an intimate/suggestive scenario.

1/3 🧵⬇️

#zefstory #zefspice #wolgraha #gposevn

Zefiris, looking to camera, with the city of Amaurot as a backdrop.

Zefiris and G'raha, in his Exarch's robes, sitting nestled together in the shade of a tree on a bright afternoon in the Crystarium.

Zefiris and G'raha, present day, looking toward the horizon hand in hand.

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