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Date Posted: 19:46:51 03/30/05 Wed
Author: T'bel-Quilth
Subject: Mmm... PG-13... ErImean.. *cough*
In reply to: Wessae~Shrineth 's message, "Rated PG-13 for...uh...suggestive themes :D" on 19:40:20 03/28/05 Mon

Green eyes open slowly then blink, lids shutting briefly to allow adjustment to the morning light. T'bel rolls slightly to the side, but is careful not to stir too swiftly and thus bother Wessae as she cuddles against him. As she pulls his arm around her shoulder, he reciprocates with the other arm, gently holding her beautiful body against his own, and enjoying for that brief peace of the morning the rise and fall of her form with each breath. Quietly he lowers his face to rest against her dark mocha hair for a moment, before very gently leaning to the right to kiss her softly on the cheek, all the love of the night before remaining in the gesture, but also the respect for whatever boundries Wessae wished to set in the less... draconically-influenced morning.

"Goodmorning, Weyrwoman," is the returned murmor, tenor greeting slightly huskier than usual in the first few minutes of wakefulness. A slowly growing grin crosses T'bel's face as he closes his eyes and curves his chin over Wessae's head, the sleepy contentment of his bronze as he mirrored the dragon's physical position shining through his own expression. Tanned arms hug Wessae closer in affection, although partially to be sure that she was in fact actually there. The sheer re-recognition that this was his reality makes further gestures of his love irresistable, and T'bel kisses Wessae again: a tender peck on the top of her head.

"Pleasant dreams, I hope?"

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