[Irhya makes a pleased noise, laughing softly at the mild gripe. She'll get him into an actual bed at some point, but for now...]
Please.
[It's all she needs to say, her hands smoothing down the sides of his back. She'll regret it later when she's aching, sure, but the warm memory will surely be worth the pain.]
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Please.
[It's all she needs to say, her hands smoothing down the sides of his back. She'll regret it later when she's aching, sure, but the warm memory will surely be worth the pain.]