Redsand Canyon you were baptized in ice [m]

Her smile told him she didn't regret anything and his own expression softened in response. She was good but sore. Soreness always followed spars, it was something he had learned to get used to, and he was betting she was getting there too. She had been working very hard on her fighting skills lately. I think it's an unspoken rule here that if you don't wake up sore most mornings, you are doing something wrong. A rare joke; he raised a playful eyebrow. 

She asked how he was, and nodded once. I am also good, he told her. And when she asked how last night had been, he gave her a heated look. Perfect, he told her. It was not an embellishment either. Nothing could compare. 

I meant what I said last night, he said after a moment. I care about you very much. This was not just a one time thing for me. Of course, she could feel different, and not want anything more from him, but his heart was telling him that wasn't the case; hopefully it wasn't leading him astray. 

Kallik studied the soft features of her dark face for a moment. And how was it for you? He watched her closely as he waited for her answer.