<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/Gaidin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Galvren Valynar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11585469#msg11585469)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Gaidin.<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Suana Bemesta.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Suana Bemesta.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 7th, 990NE.<br/><strong>Place:</strong>The Grounds, Secluded Corner Of The Garden.<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Well...at least he had proven to her that it wasn't that he distrusted her that kept him from speaking much on the subject; as pathetic as it may have been, it was still a difficult topic for him to talk on for overly long, and it was important that now that they were Bonded that there was no doubt of their mutual trust. An Aes Sedai and a Gaidin who didn't trust each other oftentimes either ended up parting ways - through the passing of the Bond - or dead. And that was if they were lucky; many agents of The Shadow would do anything to have access to a captured Aes Sedai and Warder who didn't trust or believe in one another, and he shuddered to think what evil could be accomplished if they were made to believe that the other one had betrayed them somehow. No...no, he trusted Suana. It was just not the kind of topic he particularly enjoyed talking about, and he avoided it whenever he could with everybody, even those he trusted most. It was nothing personal, it was just him not feeling comfortable with it. Hopefully, Suana understood that now; he'd already told her more about it than anybody else knew - from him, anyway - and had come perilously close to telling her the full story...that would have been bad, most certainly, solely because he wasn't sure he was ready to confront the full reality of it just yet.<br/><br/>But...at least she knew a little of what had happened. That much, at least, certainly made him feel better. He may not ever tell her, but knowing that there was somebody out there who at least had heard the foundations of the story and who could be told faster and more efficiently, who might be sympathetic? It lessened the pressure, if only by a little. In that situation...a little meant a lot. But that was in the past, now, it seemed; he felt her genuine desire and her forgiveness and compassion pulsing through the bond, beams of sunlight being emitted from between the leaves of that tree in the back of his mind - and yes, he was aware that he was starting to stretch the metaphor a little, but it was the best he could do to describe the frankly indescribable sensation of the Bond - to at least beat back some of the darker corners that had advanced in the meantime. He nodded to her slowly; she was right, of course. He had thought it many times over the past few minutes, but that day was one for celebration rather than morose contemplation and reflection, and he intended to use it to his advantage. He smiled back at her, hesitantly at first but quickly spreading across his face in a small-but-genuine upturning of his lips. "I agree, Suana...let us turn our minds to brighter things."<br/><br/>She leant back and pulled her dress off of her body in one clean motion, and Galvren was left to unexpectedly admire her newly mostly-naked form as she sat astride him, flesh glowing in the moonlight, hair shimmering in the dark. He tilted his head a little, his eyes roving up and down her newly completely exposed body, eyes drinking in the sight of her as she exposed herself for him...suddenly, absurdly, he felt particularly overdressed for the occasion, though he restrained himself from disrobing further...if she wanted im undressed than she would undress him, and for the moment he didn't really want to interrupt what was happening by getting to his feet and moving around in a desperate dash to undress. She leant forwards once more and her desire was clear, even without the feelings of warmth and insistent desire radiating from the tree in the back of his mind, and he didn't hesitate that time; he leant forwards and met her lips with his own, his head turning to allow their lips to lock, his breath leaving his body suddenly as his heart leapt in his chest. His hands splayed out along her back, drawing her closer gently as his lips acquiesced to hers, allowing her control and access should she desire it, bowing to her wants and needs out of sheer habit. He forced all other thoughts out of his mind as he kissed her anew with rekindled desire and affection...she could reach for any part of him at that moment...and he wouldn't so much as flinch.