#rivervale_lodge

"Agreed."

A gentle hip bump for Nadeen. "It's okay to let your hair down, sometimes. We're your friends."

"I did let it down, and it will be down again next beltaine" prim Varich

Zane looks amused by something but zips his lips

"Now, how did this happen?" Nadeen wants to know

"I'm not sure myself," Zane says

"Well, okay." An easy shrug. "I don't know. I was doing homework. Oh, hey! There's Tove cookies inside. You guys want some?"

Asked, and impulse, and actions - she's already trotting for the door.

"Never turn down a cookie" Zane says putting a CAREFULLY innocent expression on

Nadeen looks at him, "You fool... no one." And walks in with them

She bounces back, carrying one for each.

Well, they don't have to walk in. Nadeen isn't used to Dagmar having satyr speed so.. "oh thank you." She bites.

Zane takes one too, "Mm hey, my fav" And bite

"Aren't they delish? Tove's the best. I lucked out on moms."

"It tastes more like MY Mom's...but better" Zane says "Where did she get the wayburton recipe..." He starts to glow

Her golden eyes widen. "OH. It's the cookies. Siv, look.."

"Mmm " nadeen mumbles "Oh god, it's good"

She tries kenning as the pair begin to glow.

Oh lots of glamour, not as much as a dream dance, but far more powerful than your typical cantrip

Siv whispers "you were right, of course it's the cookies. We should have guessed."

Nadeen shakes her hair which as gotten less perfect, more wild...but still appealing

Zane 's horns recede, even as buds form on his girlfriend's forehead

"It's really tasty I..." The boggan looks up 'Really need to get the recipeeee... oh my word, Nadeen?"

Nadeen's nostrils give a flare , not a delicate lady like one either, robust, a bit primal... her own leg fur below the thigh a paler shade than Dagmar's, but yes, she's a satyress

A mischievous look. "Hey, Nadeen... race ya?"

"Race?" SHe looks down at herself "I..."Then "Your'e on!" ANd breaks int oa run without naming where to run to. Unseelie cheat like that

Dagmar doesn't seem to mind, laughing and taking off after. it's fun to RUN, to be OUTSIDE, to leap and bolt and just enjoy it!

While Nadeen is fit, and more so with satyr stamina, Dagmar remains the athlete and soon outraces her... but even Nadeen doesn't mind TOO much..whatever the original goal was, it gets forgoten as they take yet another lap. And nother... tessting their new stamina

"I'm not even winded! Whoo!"

"I've never had such energy" The slavic satyress says, loving the challenge

And as they finally wind down, nadeen admits "Zane's really good in the sack. Did you want to try him?"

Even as a satyr, she blushes a bit - or was it the running?

Offered as kindly and openly as one might offer another girl the use of a favorite brush or help moving furniture

"You might mind later. But I might kiss him. Or you! Why don't I touch people enough?"

"You had reasons, it' just..well, that's in the past so maybe you're finally free of it?" A smile "Hey, you'd kiss me? Huh" She actually seems tempted

"I would! You're pretty. Different pretty now, maybe... more.. oh, natural. Wild."

A huffing sound approaching, as someone deals with both a loss of speed and stamina "Ah... Nadeen? Dagmar? You didn't come back..."

"I bet it would drive him crazy if we kissed, but I don't want to wig you out..." Nadeeen admits

"You changed too!" A grin at Nadeen's comment and a winking invitation.

"Im a boggan and..." He blinks, "Hey, you two are up to something." Not just an accusation, a certainty as if he can read them like books

Having been invited, Nadeen leans forward, and plants a kiss on Dagmar's lips

She returns the kiss, in a not entirely platonic way.

Actually, not very platonic at all.

Indeed, it deepens and both satyresses feel their blood ignite, tactile pleasures long denied, the added spice of exhbitionism for a young man they know they are arousing, and the sense of power that gives them both. Mixed with some genuine growing affection

Zane maybe short, more plump, and feeling like he lost a lot, but the insight he gains as a boggan tells him a lot- He's just not sure what to do wit hthat knowledege. Also, Satyr or not, he's still a teenage guy, and this may be the hotest thing he ever saw \

Her hands search - inhibition? What inhibition?

Ooo another playful tug at one of her horns, this time from Nadeen, guiding her lips even as hands stroke.

"oh wow I ... ok ay , she needs this, but later if this wears off...." An almost pained clash of not sure what's the right thing to do wand wanting to help, then "Siv???"

"What' on.. oh my" Siv says coming on the scene. "They're a handsome couple aren't they?"

A muffled laugh - muffled, because hands and mouth are occupied and happy.