My wife

She hummed agreeably, "Fortifications... Tactics." She repeated with a quiet and honeyed tone. Her claw playfully twirled the locks of fur on his broad deep chest. "I wonder if they... Have a copy of that one book, of medieval war tactics. I used to read it front to back over and over." She mused aloud, shifting her head in his lap to get a better view of the man she could now call...

"Husband..." She said, reaching herself up into the darkness to pull his face just a little closer for her to clasp her lips over his. Taste him. Somehow he tasted sweeter as her Husband than as her fiance. She had a feeling they weren't going back down there until morning.


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"