sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
"Mmhmm." In so many words, at least. As her fingers trickle down his sides, they curl innocently in toward his hips. Muscular as Ronin is, his body does not lay flat upon the cloud-like blanket, and so it's easier for her touches to begin to wander, if only fleetingly, onto the lower portion of his stomach before vanishing back and up his sides again.
"No? Alright then." With a rather coquettish shrug, Safrin just gazes down at Ronin. Shifted as she has, the entire length of her thigh is visible through the slit of her gown, given how she's moved and adjusted herself above Ronin. "I just thought you might want to see it for yourself. Put to bed those questions you must be thinking, like...why would someone have sex with someone they weren't even attracted to, to please a god they don't care about? Especially when sex wasn't even needed!" Safrin laughs, as if it was a bad joke read out of a christmas-cracker.
'Shhhh.' Reaching backward, she presses a warm palm against the back of Ronin's thigh. "You're supposed to be relaxing." She says, of the tightness she feels in his legs and his body beneath her.
"No? Alright then." With a rather coquettish shrug, Safrin just gazes down at Ronin. Shifted as she has, the entire length of her thigh is visible through the slit of her gown, given how she's moved and adjusted herself above Ronin. "I just thought you might want to see it for yourself. Put to bed those questions you must be thinking, like...why would someone have sex with someone they weren't even attracted to, to please a god they don't care about? Especially when sex wasn't even needed!" Safrin laughs, as if it was a bad joke read out of a christmas-cracker.
'Shhhh.' Reaching backward, she presses a warm palm against the back of Ronin's thigh. "You're supposed to be relaxing." She says, of the tightness she feels in his legs and his body beneath her.
but in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
