@ from Talia [mistress-of-the-night]
Your muse has suddenly snuggled up with mine in bed, send me a @ to see my muse’s reaction.
Talia had spent the night with the Kryptonian in her home just outside of Gotham, having not felt like returning home after the party she had been forced to attend. It wasn't the first time they had attended such an event and it wouldn't be the last, but for tonight... tonight, with the curtains drawn, it was just the two of them.
Faora could feel the shift beside her, the younger woman rolling over to her other side and slipping her arm around the Subcommander's waist in an attempt to be close. She glanced over at the beauty in her bed, shifting slightly and slipping her own arm under Talia's pillow, letting her get close and rest her head on the Kryptonian's chest. Faora pressed a light kiss into her dark hair before nuzzling slightly and taking in the scent, memorizing it, as she drifted back off to sleep.