(Amaia)
I have to clean myself again after our shenanigans but none of us are apologetic.
After patting my hair dry, Alnitak guides me towards the vanity in their room and stands me in front so he can stare at me in the mirror and my thigh with the delicate trinket he has adorned it with.
"You look." He holds my chin in his hand. "Exquisite." His other hand slides down my thigh and gently caress the trinket he has gifted me.
I turn my leg to have a clear view of the chain and butterflies hanging from it. It looks so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off it.
"I love this." Reaching with my fingers, I gently touch it too. The butterflies swing with my touch, bringing forth soft music like tiny bells ringing.
"I knew you would love jewellery. Will be bringing more for you," he announces, leaning forward and grabbing the hairbrush from his dresser.
I lower my gaze to observe that both of them have kept the gifts I gave them.
