Something clenches low in his belly as she samples the lingering taste of her come in his mouth. There's an awareness, hard to put into words, that this entire evening has been fun in a way he never could have predicted when they happened to sit next to each other at the tavern. Percy can hardly recognize joy when he feels it, these days; happy moments seem all too few and far between.
But it is there, and his whole body feels lighter for it.
"Well," and he's tempted not to bother with a real sentence, to let another kiss do the talking for him, "I think we're as clean as we're going to get. Will it be too obvious if we return to the inn together?"
His assumption - well, his hope - is that by now, a herd of boars running past her companions wouldn't catch their attention tonight. They'll be able to slip past an ale-sodden room and head up to a proper mattress and blanket for the night.
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Date: 2025-03-17 03:42 am (UTC)But it is there, and his whole body feels lighter for it.
"Well," and he's tempted not to bother with a real sentence, to let another kiss do the talking for him, "I think we're as clean as we're going to get. Will it be too obvious if we return to the inn together?"
His assumption - well, his hope - is that by now, a herd of boars running past her companions wouldn't catch their attention tonight. They'll be able to slip past an ale-sodden room and head up to a proper mattress and blanket for the night.