"It was on my mind as when I woke up alone this morning." Taking his belt from his hands, she tossed on the night stand, knowing the strong leather would be needed later. With careful hands, she buttoned his shirt and took that his tunic off. Her hands ran up and down his bare chest, her lips moving across his collarbone. His words were welcomed, as was any that complimented her. Call it her ‘dragon’s ego’ but she loved it. "Hmm, am I?" Easily, one of her hands came down to slip into his trousers. "You say such pretty words to me, my King. I am indeed very lucky." Her mouth left marks behind, moving up towards his neck and jawline so they would be visible.
















