⟫»—> ❝ You would weep for me? All of Skyrim would celebrate
your achievement. ❞
A playfulness ascends his grin, returning the nuzzle with an airy chuckle of the sleep yearning. A hand cupped her cheek and he gave her a quick peck before embracing her. His arms flexed as he effortlessly picked her up, and strolled back to the bed where he lowered himself gently, and laid back. Better. Here, he closed his eyes and removed the sunglasses, offering them to her. Holding her close, though the world still dark to him, he smirked.
❝ Much easier to admire it here. ❞
What a tease. She didn’t voice it, lest he ruin the moment by asking what a tease was and come up with something verbose about how it’s a verb and the thought made her laugh.
She was still smiling when he kissed her, and legs wrapped around his hips as fluidly as he picked her up. Instinct. Her snakes nuzzled his face and neck as he set her down on the bed and her cheeks pinked. The smile never leaving her face, she propped her head up on an elbow and gazed down at him, tugging the glasses from his fingers and placing them back onto her face. “Okay, Sleepy Head,” she murmured, running a hand through his hair. “There’s only one condition."