Duck Lake [m] Let it go, paint my body gold

We can fade with your post and I'll start something set a little after? <3

She felt worn-thin and sleepy in a new way, unique to this moment, but Lestan's touches stirred the warmth again. It felt different this time; familiar, blooming in a slow way that made sense to her. Reverie found herself touching him again, too. Soft, lazy, wandering. She thought she would be content just to sleep tangled with him, but if the air turned electric between them once again, she would answer the call. In that case, however, she would definitely need to sleep afterward.