take me home tonight
09-11-2020, 05:38 AM
Dream like was correct, Iroh felt like he fumbled awkwardly over her graceful form but it hadn’t taken long to find a rhythm. The both of them let go completely and that fact was obvious in the way that the pair had enjoyed each other completely. Smiles, giggles, sweet nothings as the two of them became one and spent the night in each other’s arms. Iroh wasn’t sure he could remember a better night in his life. Banshee was becoming a dull ache as Elise took over his mind and body, and Iroh didn’t stop her.
He wasn’t sure when sleep took him, but as dawn crept towards the horizon the massive Abraxas man blinked open his eyes slowly. His body sore in places he hadn’t expected but better than that he still held the beautiful Elise in his arms. Iroh smiled shyly despite her still being asleep and for a moment he held her tight, feeling the way their breathing matched. The peaceful look on her features endeared her further to him, and he had to force himself to let her go. He wanted to make sure she had some tea to wake up to.
Sarabi had already reappeared, preparing the still warm coals for another fire as Iroh shook himself and began to work with her. The mandrill gave him a look, her brows raised curiously but she didn’t ask any further. Iroh couldn’t decide if she was proud or disappointed in him.
He just began to pour the hot water as he heard his amore shifting and waking up slowly. Her sweet words caressed his ear and he turned his features to gaze upon her once more. Though the fire had added a magical allure to her the night before he was sure the morning light made her more beautiful. ”No, I’m no dream. You might be though.” He told her with a grin and a wink as he prepared her bowl of tea and pushed it towards her in offering. ”One I hope not to wake up from.”
Iroh shifted himself again, aiming to set his own bowl close to hers as he want to sit beside her. Close enough their fur would touch and he could feel the warmth of her as he enjoyed his tea. ”Well, I couldn’t let you go without a morning cup of tea.” Iroh returned gently, wondering if he had any right to offer her a good morning kiss. Perhaps that would be a bit too much commitment. They’d only shared each other for a night, perhaps getting too close was a mistake he didn’t want to make.
He wasn’t sure when sleep took him, but as dawn crept towards the horizon the massive Abraxas man blinked open his eyes slowly. His body sore in places he hadn’t expected but better than that he still held the beautiful Elise in his arms. Iroh smiled shyly despite her still being asleep and for a moment he held her tight, feeling the way their breathing matched. The peaceful look on her features endeared her further to him, and he had to force himself to let her go. He wanted to make sure she had some tea to wake up to.
Sarabi had already reappeared, preparing the still warm coals for another fire as Iroh shook himself and began to work with her. The mandrill gave him a look, her brows raised curiously but she didn’t ask any further. Iroh couldn’t decide if she was proud or disappointed in him.
He just began to pour the hot water as he heard his amore shifting and waking up slowly. Her sweet words caressed his ear and he turned his features to gaze upon her once more. Though the fire had added a magical allure to her the night before he was sure the morning light made her more beautiful. ”No, I’m no dream. You might be though.” He told her with a grin and a wink as he prepared her bowl of tea and pushed it towards her in offering. ”One I hope not to wake up from.”
Iroh shifted himself again, aiming to set his own bowl close to hers as he want to sit beside her. Close enough their fur would touch and he could feel the warmth of her as he enjoyed his tea. ”Well, I couldn’t let you go without a morning cup of tea.” Iroh returned gently, wondering if he had any right to offer her a good morning kiss. Perhaps that would be a bit too much commitment. They’d only shared each other for a night, perhaps getting too close was a mistake he didn’t want to make.
