[The rumble of a laugh in his chest makes her smile in response, enjoying the quiet closeness that followed an intense romp in the sheets. And hm, the sex was fantastic, but the low-key massage of his hands over her body is a different kind of indulgence, a soft sigh of pleasure escaping her when he works over anywhere tender - thighs especially. He's really an attentive lover, in all moments.]
Wildemount... [She echoes, recalling the bits and pieces he's shared about the world he comes from. A world that has disappearing swords and men with horns, and a man named Fjord.]
You should tell me more about it. The place you come from.
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Wildemount... [She echoes, recalling the bits and pieces he's shared about the world he comes from. A world that has disappearing swords and men with horns, and a man named Fjord.]
You should tell me more about it. The place you come from.