Where is the line

*Aranea* · 03-05-2021, 07:13 PM

Aranea would barley feel a need to move from Ulrics grasp as they finished, his limbs relaxing around her body as they snuggled in to each other before calming enough to fall asleep. While sleep wasn't hard for her to fight now for many reasons, the exhilaration and her longing desires filled, she still did not want to fall into her dreams. Allegro may have been witness to her nightmares, but not that he had asked her about them. And they weren't every night but there was always a chance they were and in the presence of Ulric she did not want that tonight. But still she fell right into place embraced by his warmth, her tummy and head curled into his chest. Only lucky the the nightmares of her first children and lover wouldn’t take over her tonight.

Sometime in the night she rolled to where her back would lean into Ulric’s strong frame, though her movement didn’t bother her even a second. She was deep in sleep as Ulric stirred before awaking, but as his body dragged to inspect their peeper her head rose and followed with his leaving body like lead attached to his frame. While neither of them may not have known the true nature of their night together, Aranea still wasn’t ready to let it end.

Her eyes fluttering in his direction as Ulric gazed out in the hall, turning to tell her it was Ezra. How unfortunate. It was something that neither one of them considered she was sure, but where Ulric felt a guilt for his son finding something out like this in this way, Aranea felt a small guilt for letting Ulric stay afterwards. Even just spending a short time cuddling could have sufficed, but Aranea didn’t intend to let him stay through the night for the fact of anyone finding out, especially his children.

Ulric would be gone before she could say a word, not that it would upset her. She rose to go into her door way just in time to see him fleeing the castle. It was better for her to stay here while she had never truly met Ezra face to face. She knew it would only make matters worse if she intervened and tried to explain herself.

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