She sprawls on him once he's settled, carefully. "Perhaps it was," she suggests. "Or maybe we are the latest in a long line of lovers who have found this little hideaway."
The sound of the rustling leaves is soothing, and with Skellig warm, beloved, and familiar beneath her, she could quite easily nap here. She nuzzles his neck, inhales the scents of his new clothes mixed with Skellig's own scent.
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Date: 2024-09-20 03:16 am (UTC)The sound of the rustling leaves is soothing, and with Skellig warm, beloved, and familiar beneath her, she could quite easily nap here. She nuzzles his neck, inhales the scents of his new clothes mixed with Skellig's own scent.