Coconut Grove [M] a half-destroyed grove

It had been good for him, but all sex was good for him. With age, he’d probably have more technique, but this was fine for now. Besides, he hadn’t really expected to lay with this woman, anyways, so this had been a bonus regardless. 

Half his mouth lifted in a grin at her nickname for him, something he would now carry as a badge of pride. “Jizaar does not live anywhere near here. He comes from a place much farther down the coast, where it is warmer and does not snow in the winter.” He glanced around. There was frost in the grass in some places here and there, but not full-on snow, and for that he was glad. He worried about going further inland, however. “And you?” he asked, to take his mind off the cold—though he was currently pretty warm from the exercise earlier.