𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑

ㅤ ❝What happened?❞ His voice is sharp; not in anger at the Traveler, but in genuine worry. For a moment, he forgets his godhood and kneels down close, examining the injury with the focus of a former physician and the panic of an obsessive admirer. ㅤ

hey i did promise bunny aether weeks ago

||: serious question: i never do this but I am in need of some emergency funds for a medical issue bc it could potentially be a problem if not solved now. i want to take art commissions… would anyone be willing to discuss it with me?? i can show examples of my work. /gen /srs

+ steps closer... one hand cupping Aether's cheek, before lips kiss his cheek, jaw, neck... And then, he's kneeling down to go lower. Arms wind around the traveler's waist as he kisses eagerly at his chest, muffled breaths and hums escaping. It's nothing less than worship. ㅤ

ㅤ ❝Oh...❞ His breath hitched, and he gave a shaky little moan that he couldn't quite suppress. Fingers gripped at Aether's braid just a bit tighter. ❝...You are wearing far too many clothes. To make these ideas a reality... I think you should take them off.~❞ ㅤ

How thoughtful of Aether to get something for her, she finds comfort in it. This time, she’s putting the water bottle in her tummy and getting her utensils for a Tea Break Pancake. “You answered my cravings, thank you so much Aether!”

“Not at all! I’m used to this!” She assures with a thumbs up. “Snacks, hmmm… as long as it’s not wolf hooks! That’s more than enough!”

“W—-WHAT?!” Amber is mortified, she has not done the right method. “Do you have another bottle?!”