Trippin' on skies

Eisleif let herself got lost in Thorne, forgetting the outside world her goals and inhibitions. All those thoughts that normally raced through her mind disappeared as she focused on her lover for the night. All too soon though, their encounter would end. The lightning bugs began to return to their homes and the sun’s first rays started to reach through the sky. Eisleif felt the fatigue from her activities in her limbs, and her waterlogged fur. She wouldn’t complain though, everything had been worth the slight discomfort. She sighed softly as she moved to nuzzle into Thorne’s neck.

She felt herself wanting to return to shore and sleep the rest of the morning away. Was a Viking aloud to cuddle after? ”Come, join me on the shore.” She whispered against Thorne’s ear, feeling the effects of such a heady night linger. She didn’t move though, afraid she might break the magic.