Exton

Cassie sits on Keons thighs, her gaze serious and thoughtful. “Here I think...” and she points to a spot just above her left ear.

Taking his blade Keon cuts a lock of his long hair. He leans forward, kisses her on the forehead and starts to braid the lock into her blue strands. “It will shorten in a few hours and wave to match yours. The color will stay black though. What will your friends think Cassandra?”

Cassie runs her fingers through the length of new hair, dark against her blue tresses. “I dont care what anyone thinks..”

She lifts the top of her hair and Keon uses his knife to cut a lock, taking a vivid blue streak near the back. He braids it into his own, over his right ear.

Cassie smiles, “And what will your friends think? No doubt whose hair that is...”

His hand slowly strokes a pale blue cheek, “My friends would know it belongs to the person who holds my heart. They would think only that it is about time. What my Queen will say is another matter. My Lord Herne already knows of you.”

Cassie closes her eyes as Keon's hand dips lower, tracing circles on her neck, gradually moving lower. “Dont speak to me of queens and lords, they arent here and I dont care what they think either.”

She wraps her arms around Keons neck, her legs around his waist and he pulls her close, holding her tight.

Burying her face in keons neck Cassie moans as his hands grip her ass. “Take me Keon, please... fuck me again... make me yours...”