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There's no point in denying it. Zolton and Ophelia had something going on. like a situationship, Zolton was afraid of commitment and Ophelia as much as she wanted to commit, she couldn't. in the heavenly clouds of where she once resided it was very frowned upon to date let alone have sexual Intercourse with a mortal.
Yet here she was, cuddling with the man. Ophelia would often get zolton out of stupid situations that he put himself into. Ophelia had her wings wrapped around the partially buzzed druggie, which was whispering sweet nothings into the deity's ear.
"opheliaaa..you're so heavenly gorgeous..i want you so baddd.." *
stwberri would groan and flip himself to lay on top of Ophelia in order to kiss their jawline
"Zolton, you do realize this is very inappro—"
Ophelia began to speak until Zolton interrupted "Ophs, i don't care baby. i just want you."
Ophelia pondered for a few moments and ran her hand through his brown and blue dreads.
"Well .. I guess we could enter the new year, together, Correct?"
Man, she was in too deep to let him go.
And he certainly didn't plan on letting her go.