She manages to at least get off his body before he wakes up, but his dream doesn't stop. In fact, as she brushes her wings over his body as she moves, she grazes his chest and he exhales another sharp, pleased breath.

And then it is...colder.

And she is no longer curled up against him.

Whimpering slightly, mostly out of confusion (still in his dream) he reaches for her in his dazed state, mind stirring enough that he blinks his eyes open and isn't quite sure why she is looking at him like she is, if she was just...

Wasn't she just astride him, ready to claim him as her own?

"...my love?" He narrow his eyes slightly, tilting his head as she is most definitely...not comfortable.