Tired Mahmen | Wrath and Beth
“And yet I still mates you,” she teased.
Wrath chuckled, “that you do. Which i am grateful about.”
Beth smiled, “I couldn’t be without you.”
“And I you.”
She nuzzled into his neck, her hands stroking his long hair as he ate. “Is the hair a hassle?”
“Not really leelan.” He replied closing his eyes.
She smiled as his eyes closed, her hands shifting to massage the muscles at the back of his neck.
“That.feels good.” He commented.
“You’ve been stressed out lately,” Beth murmured.
“That is true.”
She bumped his shoulder gently, “So listen when I tell you to take a break.”
“Okay okay.” Wrath laughed.
She frowned worriedly, rubbing his jaw. “I worry about you working yourself sick honestly.
“I am fine leelan.”
“Promise?” she asked seriously.
“I promise.”
Beth leaned into him, kissing her lightly. “I love you.”
"I love you too." He replied holding her close.









