Nuzzled up next to the bandit; wordless as the fire crackled before them. Coated in furs and cloth to further keep the chill away, the bandit was all she needed to keep rose lips faintly curled into a small smile.
The bandit lay with the elf, muscular arms holding her underneath the covers, not wearing too much beneath the furs that concealed them and their warmth. Her body squirmed to press to that of the lithe elf, flesh to flesh. She’d be sleeping soundly, only lightly breathing on the neck of her lover.











