The Hangover

Lillith felt herself relax next to Rom, though her head was still raging and her body sore, all the tension seeped from her. The two of them sank into the bed together, exhausted but happier than ever.Had she not been gazing into his vivid silver stare she might have already started drifting to sleep. As it was her eyelids were heavy and drooping. Still there was an excitement in them as she looked up to Roman’s dimly lit features. Lil saw her whole future in the man that held her close to his chest.

She’d been through a time when the future didn’t exist for her, Ulric went many sleepless nights to see her through to the morning. She almost didn’t make it to the place they were right now. Roman almost hadn’t made it and yet here they were. Together against all of the odds faced against them. That was one of many reasons how she knew they were meant to be, that he was made for her and vice versa. No one looked at her quite like he did, and she felt and shared the admiration he held for her.

Roman agreed with her softly, stating similarly that forever was the end goal. Like he said while he was sick, he wasn’t going anywhere and he meant it. Lillith tilted her head as he ran his toes up along the curve of her jaw, bringing her lips to meet his own. Her eyes slid closed as he kissed her, and everything else melted away. She could ignore her headaches and pains, all that mattered was Roman. Now and forever. She didn’t need reminding, but renewed was the feeling of love for him as he poured his emotions into his affections. Her own pale paw pulled to his cheek Lillith mirrored him.

Eventually both of them would have to give into their exhaustion, and reluctantly she felt Rom pull away from their kiss. She lay her head back on his chest as she caught her breath, but she didn’t bother trying to open her eyes again. He said exactly what she felt, they needed some rest. "We should.” She spoke quietly into his fur as she nuzzled into his chest and cuddled in closer. "I don’t want to fall asleep without you anymore.” She went on sleepily as her mind began to wind down and the last thoughts before rest flittered through. She wanted him to stay with her in here from now on and more than that. "I want to be your wife.” Lillith whispered, a dream-like quality tinting her voice. Her drowsy words spoke nothing but the truth of her desires, they fell easily from sleepy lips as if she were already dreaming.

As her breathing evened and her body relaxed against Roman’s maybe she already was.

"Speech"