Slave

Ileus said, "I am always there for you Anastasia. I will protect you and see to it that your integration at Draoidh is seamless." 

Anastasia didn't realize but she had drawn vines with her fingers on his bicep… the ones she always loved in her garden at Vilinski. At his words she got up and pressed her lips to his, little knowing that his skin responded as tattoos crept up on his skin. When she pulled away, she said with a giggle, "But I am going to play mischief with them every now and then." She raised her wing and fluttered it weakly.

He laughed. "Holy fae! You can't do that!" He caught her wing as it tickled him. 

Anastasia laughed and removed his hand away from the wing. "Well then how about this?" She squinted her eyes and hung her tongue out. "I am sure they would love it." 

"Stop that, for the love of god!" he ordered and covered her face with his large hands.