She pouted at first, rolled her eyes, and accepted that very Roland-like response with a kiss to his jaw. He relaxed underneath her in a very notable, clear way, so it hardly surprised her when they went full moments without speaking. What did get her was that he spoke again, and that he gave her what she had wanted so easily. When she had shot? Honestly, she hadn't even noticed him paying anymore attention to her than what might be expected and so it was almost hard to believe. That was when he had begun to see her as a woman he could be attracted to?
Honestly, it fit. "More than enough, thank you." She leaned up to kiss him shortly, and lifted herself up a little. "Come on, if we keep laying like this, we'll end up sick, these blankets aren't for show." There was far more to it than that, of course, but like his smiles this oncoming exhaustion appeared fragile to her. They could probably have sex regularly if not more than that but it wouldn't be often that Roland would have the opportunity to sleep, and maybe even sleep peacefully. That was far more important to her than anything else they could do in one night.
That was exactly why she took her weight off of him and tugged gently at his shoulders. He was far too heavy for her to move on her own, but thankfully it would only take a bit of adjusting to get under the covers. It occurred to her to reach back and get the blanket she had made, too. It was more than thick enough to make up for their still dewy state of being.
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Date: 2015-02-08 03:06 am (UTC)Honestly, it fit. "More than enough, thank you." She leaned up to kiss him shortly, and lifted herself up a little. "Come on, if we keep laying like this, we'll end up sick, these blankets aren't for show." There was far more to it than that, of course, but like his smiles this oncoming exhaustion appeared fragile to her. They could probably have sex regularly if not more than that but it wouldn't be often that Roland would have the opportunity to sleep, and maybe even sleep peacefully. That was far more important to her than anything else they could do in one night.
That was exactly why she took her weight off of him and tugged gently at his shoulders. He was far too heavy for her to move on her own, but thankfully it would only take a bit of adjusting to get under the covers. It occurred to her to reach back and get the blanket she had made, too. It was more than thick enough to make up for their still dewy state of being.