@athenaainehunter asked for Widojest with Small Kisses and Awkward Cuddling
It was extremely late, the firelight burned down hours ago to dim embers and Caleb had almost fallen asleep despite his efforts to stay awake when his door creaked slowly open. The scant bit of light from the embers barely outlined Jester as she crept in closing the door carefully and quietly behind her. Caleb let out a sigh of relief lifting up the blankets with a sleepy, “There you are, liebling, I was worried,”
Jester smiled a little, curling up against him on the thin mattress, “Sorry Cayleb, Beau needed to talk and I lost track of time,”
“That is alright, mein schatz, you are here now that is all that matters,”
There wasn’t enough space for it to really be comfortable but neither of them cared, it was worth it just to be able to hold the other however awkwardly and press soft little kisses against foreheads and lips and necks as they settled down to sleep. The warmth of each other, being pressed so tight they could both feel the other’s heart beat against their chest, all outweighing the lack of space and hard dig of angular hip or curling horn against them.
The next day would doubtlessly bring its usual chaos and danger but here in the dying firelight and wrapped together Jester and Caleb were at peace.
