Noctisardor Bypass [M] of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies

When he released his grasp from around her waist and slumped heavily to the ground, Paarthurnax did not hesitate to go to him. She lowered herself carefully onto the ground at her mate's side, her flank pressed firmly to Shadow's own, and tucked herself comfortably against him.

With a satisfied huff she flicked her salmon tongue past her lips and fleetingly kisses her lover's shoulder before closing her tired eyes and drifted into light slumber.