Regina laid on her side, propped up on one elbow and running her fingers through the thick, curly locks of her lover.
"I think you have a new obsession," Zephyr commented, grinning even as he kept his eyes closed, hands comfortably laced together across his stomach.
"I do," Regina murmured in agreement. "It's so soft and thick."
Cracking one eye open to look at her, he wryly asked, "And it wasn't before I got it cut?"
"No, it was." Pushing her fingers deeper into his unruly curls, she took a firm hold. "But this is so much sexier. It's curlier now, without all the weight of longer hair, and it curls around my fingers like it has a mind of its own."
Zephyr smirked a little, teasing, "Well it makes sense… after all, it's part of me, and you know I love holding you."
Smiling, Regina leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.