Selene & Aurelio
“I suspect there are some things that might still surprise you and that you would wish to see,” she mused before pouting playfully, “You are quite important! Besides the tales you accomplished as a mortal, I’m ever more enthralled by your incredible feats in Requiem.”
She ran both hands through his hair, taking a moment to take in all the details of him she’d come to miss over the decades. He must’ve I gone the Embrace shortly after they departed one another, because he was unchanged. But she had aged, become more womanly, her features more refined. Although he had easily enough identified her in the masquerade, but she recalled clearly having a period of time where she needed a series of specific tailoring for her dresses, letting out the chest, taking in the waist and the like.
She was entirely focused upon him though, his long straight dark hair with several locks framing the sharp lines of his face, his dark green eyes with their inviting gaze, his strong jawline, and a muscular body littered with scars.