Yangh shuffled up against Erik's giant frame with her back, the grace of the Lover pulsed from her still. While she slept it flowed freely from her, her Scimitar at the corner of the room had been lit up the whole night with the text on the flat of the blade glowing a faint orange.
She coiled her tail around his thigh, tightening lightly if he moved away even by and inch. She seemed content in her slumber, pressing the back of her head into the crevice of his neck, a little meek purr emanating from her chest, the vibrations passing between the two as she slept.
She coiled her tail around his thigh, tightening lightly if he moved away even by and inch. She seemed content in her slumber, pressing the back of her head into the crevice of his neck, a little meek purr emanating from her chest, the vibrations passing between the two as she slept.
