…and see my husband. He enfolds me in my own cloak against him whispering in my ear, “You looked cold and wet.” He kisses the exposed portion of my neck. “And so beautiful! I want…” His hand traces the side of my face, “…I thought - ah, you've braided your hair!" I close my eyes and enjoy his touch, smiling and biting my lower lip. His hands gently come to the sides of my head. He softly traces the outsides of my ears and then down to the braids, where he proceeds to draw me to him for a long, sweet kiss.

I snake a leg over his lap and one behind him as we sit on the cave floor. I lean back against the wall, he follows my movement. We continue kissing, his hands are not awkward, but I begin to notice his inexperience. Cautiously he runs a hand from the outside of my bare ankle to my knee. Boldly I move his hand further up. I can feel his excitement and feel his smile though his kisses.

He caresses my leg. I give him an encouraging squeeze with my legs and press him closer against me with them. His hand goes higher still, the other keeps him balanced from falling into me. My hands go from his chest to his biceps lightly drawing my nails across them. So strong does he feel to me. He presses against me, his arm around me, hand on my back, pulling me to him. I arc into him. I hungrily seek his mouth, slightly opening mine…At first he seems taken aback at what I offer, but taking in the new experience with an appreciative pleasure sigh.

I whimper quietly only for his ears. His free hand fumbles with my tight breast binding. He traces my jaw line with slow, deliberate kisses, down to my collar bone, still fumbling. A soft, auditable moan escapes me. Nion snorts loud enough to semi wake himself up, cursing loudly. Keu’s head snaps up from his place against the wall looking towards the disturbance. This wakes up the darker haired girl. She mumbles something incoherent, rolling over to snuggle closer to her friends. We both freeze, waiting without taking a breath. Baine and Hadaig voices’ are heard returning to the cave.

Deeply blushing I look into my husband’s eyes, soon to be lover’s. Whispering, “Soon my love…soon…” I feel safe, warm and tingly against him as we snuggle down together with tender touches, still aching…