#caieratheoldstrong

Feeling familiar touch he looks over his shoulder. ❝ I'm trying to work here ❞ He says, trying to sound annoyed, but the smirk on his face says otherwise. Please continue.

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@caiera-the-oldstrong

By this point, Bryce had long caught on to some of Caiera’s patterns of thought, so at the invitation, she’d come to the lake with little to encumber her. No shoes, no socks, not even a bra, only a simple cover up as she strode barefoot across the sand toward her lover.

“Sorry, I only got your message a little while ago. I was asleep,” she admitted sheepishly. “I hope you haven’t been waiting too long.”

@caiera-the-oldstrong

He had pretended to be asleep for the last few minutes not wanting to disturb… whatever it is she's doing, eventually however curiosity gets the best of him and he opens his eyes, still very much half asleep.

❝ Are you enjoying yourself? ❞

Caiera, in her True Form, stroked her fingers through the hair of her lover’s smaller shape. Her free hand was resting on Bryce’s lower back. It was comfortable. Caiera liked having Bryce laying on top of her. She liked the feel of her lover’s head pillowed on her chest.

“Really?” Caiera smiled though she didn’t open her eyes. “I would have thought you would feel it racing considering I am with you.”

Soothed by the gentle strokes of fingers through her hair, Bryce was quite close to dozing off. Quiet moments like these, she loved for being able to appreciate everything she already adored in her lover and to always find new thing to love. It was in one of those moments that her comment had slipped out.