tracing fingers down your partner's chest
Rowan watched Urianger's chest rise and fall steadily as she slowly started to wake up. Despite laying on his back, he still held onto her in his sleep, so it wasn't like she could do aught else until he roused a bit more. Well, she didn't want to ruin the moment by moving too much so she just snuggled in closer.
She started traced patterns into his chest hair to order her thoughts together. For a man who held so many secrets, who kept most people at arm's length, he readily pulled her into his embrace and kept her close. Urianger, who had so rarely shown his face to his closest comrades before being pulled to the First, now sleeping completely bare under the covers with her. The intimacy of it all was far more flattering to her than being called to be the Warrior of Light by Hydaelyn.
Eventually, the sunlight and her touch started to call Urianger from sleep. He placed his spare hand on hers and gave a tired groan.
"Good morrow," he said sleepily.
"Good morrow." Rowan smiled.
He didn't say aught else for a while, just rubbed his thumb over her hand as they lay close together. When he finally found the energy to speak, he asked about her dreams that night, as was his wont.
"Hmm. I don't recall anything of note. I think you wore me out last night," she said coyly.
He chuckled and kissed her hand. "I must say, tis flattering to hear that I can exhaust thee, oh slayer of Primals."
Rowan laughed and planted a few kisses on his collarbone. "I have to say I prefer you being the one to exhaust me, darling."
"As do I. Tell me; am I so thorough a lover that thou wishest to remain in bed all day?" There was a smile in his tone.
"Hmm... I can't say I want to leave the bed right now, so who knows if we'll leave at all." She propped herself up to look him in the eye. "Now - did you ask me that because you don't want to leave the bed either?"
"I find myself loathing the thought of leaving thy side for a moment." They shared a quick kiss. "And, to be frank, being thy thorough lover hath exhausted me."
She found herself laughing again at that. "If you can't move much afterwards, then mayhap we should take it easier."
"And deny thee such brilliant ecstasy? Pray perish the thought, my dove. I would move the very heavens to get thee to climax."
"Oh, darling... right now I'd like you to recover." She moved to whisper in his ear. "Then you'll have more energy next time."
He gave a breathy laugh. "Very well, I shall comply to this most arduous request."
