Stavanger Bay losing feeling's getting old

"okay..." murmured a quiet dalia, who gently pressed her muzzle against his as he lowered it. she relaxed there for a minute, engulfed by a heavy sigh, before he brought his head to his paws. the sylph watched him silently for a moment before following suit, her own muzzle resting on her legs, shoulders aligned with his. she stared forwards for a moment, thinking, before letting her lids flutter close again.

it was quiet now, save for the gentle sounds of breathing between the two. and dalia, eventually, drifted into an undisturbed sleep.