In his lust fogged brain, Savio didn’t even resist when Ireth removed the last of his clothes from his body. In fact he was rather grateful and moved his bady so that she could undress him easier. The clothing had gotten hot and too tight for his liking. His scarred and tone body was then exposed for her to see, and he didn’t care. His only thought process was to render her to the same state of undress as he was.
He sat up until he was on his knees and moved to her, laying her flat on the bed. With gentle fingers, he lifted her tunic, kissing each inch of exposed skin as the cloth was removed. He was torturing himself, he knew. He wanted to savor her, and take his time even though his body begged and ached for something more primal. He couldn’t do that to her. She deserved to be treasured.
He pulled her tunic off and moved his lips to hers to kiss her passionately. Oh gods, tonight… Neither of them was going to get much sleep.
*****
The morning light through the window shined directly on Savio’s face, awakening him from the most pleasant dream he had ever had. He yawned and went to sit up, only to find that something was pressing against his chest and side, using his arm as a pillow. He blinked aware and looked over to see Ireth snuggled close to him, fast asleep and mewling softly. His face turned a bright red as the events of the previous night hit him hard. The memories alone caused his body to react.
“Oh…Tavasi…” Savio muttered the prayer out of shock.
He looked out of the window and sighed. He might have enough time to run to the school and change his clothes before having to be at work, though he loathed leaving the bed…Leaving her. He would return, that went without saying but he had responsibilities.
He eased himself out of bed so not to awaken his lover. Once standing, he tucked the blanket around her sleeping form before quietly getting dressed in a rush. It took him several chimes before he could find all of his discarded clothes. Before he left, he found a piece of parchment and wrote her a small note so that she would not think less of him when she awoke to an empty bed.
Dearest Ireth,
I had to go to work, but I will be back later on today.
Yours Truly,
Savio
He placed the note on the nightstand and silently left the room.
He sat up until he was on his knees and moved to her, laying her flat on the bed. With gentle fingers, he lifted her tunic, kissing each inch of exposed skin as the cloth was removed. He was torturing himself, he knew. He wanted to savor her, and take his time even though his body begged and ached for something more primal. He couldn’t do that to her. She deserved to be treasured.
He pulled her tunic off and moved his lips to hers to kiss her passionately. Oh gods, tonight… Neither of them was going to get much sleep.
*****
The morning light through the window shined directly on Savio’s face, awakening him from the most pleasant dream he had ever had. He yawned and went to sit up, only to find that something was pressing against his chest and side, using his arm as a pillow. He blinked aware and looked over to see Ireth snuggled close to him, fast asleep and mewling softly. His face turned a bright red as the events of the previous night hit him hard. The memories alone caused his body to react.
“Oh…Tavasi…” Savio muttered the prayer out of shock.
He looked out of the window and sighed. He might have enough time to run to the school and change his clothes before having to be at work, though he loathed leaving the bed…Leaving her. He would return, that went without saying but he had responsibilities.
He eased himself out of bed so not to awaken his lover. Once standing, he tucked the blanket around her sleeping form before quietly getting dressed in a rush. It took him several chimes before he could find all of his discarded clothes. Before he left, he found a piece of parchment and wrote her a small note so that she would not think less of him when she awoke to an empty bed.
Dearest Ireth,
I had to go to work, but I will be back later on today.
Yours Truly,
Savio
He placed the note on the nightstand and silently left the room.
Boxcode by Edreina
