Moonspear moody blue

Tell me if you go numb or need to shift a little, Meerkat replied gratefully, sagging so that her whole weight pressed into Njord’s willing warmth.

She settled her chin on the back of his neck, shifting to avoid the knob of his nape. Despite the strange angles, the lack of pressure on her midsection allowed her to relax in a way that allowed sleep to finally capture her. It wasn’t long before her warm breaths puffed against the back of his neck, her snores soft in Njord’s ear.