"Sweetheart, I'm encouraging you to steal the covers. Then I can find creative ways to get them back."
Getting out of the tub was probably wise. He would get all prune-y, but warm water, unscented soap and Kal were a tempting combination.
And he was ready for some sleep. His weak, human self needed to recharge in order to worship her later.
"All right," he said, pretending reluctance. "You talked me into it."
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
