'Numair? Numair. Wake up silly.'
Numair woke up with a groan. Why does she wake up so damn early, he thought. He rolled over to look at his lover. The girl was wearing a green shirt, brown shirts, and a white apron. Her hair was brushed and streamed freely down her back. Her eyes were lined by dark eyeliner that brought out even more blue in her eyes. She looks beautiful he thought looking at her. He put his hand against her cheek, making her look so small against him.
'Come on dolt.' She said with a bright, cheerful smile, 'come look at the snow.'
'Let me get dressed.' Getting up.
It was cold in the tower, and he decided that he wasn't going to get out of bed. He liked the warm goose down blankets and pillows that he had magiced to stay at the perfect temperature no matter what. He sighed as he laid back down. I'll let her freeze, he thought, but she is not cuddling with me if she gets to cold.
'Numair, come on, hurry up.' She called up the stairs. 'Before spring!'
He rolled his eyes and got up. She is going to pay for this one. He got dressed and magiced all of his clothes to so they would keep him warm. When he looked outside Daine was already playing in the snow with kitten. She was laughing; he loved the way she laughed, smiled, talked, and her singing voice was beautiful. She suddenly disappeared from his sight as he sat on the front steps. I don't like the way this is looking he thought. Just as he finished this thought he was hit in the back with a snowball. He turned automatically to see a giggling Daine standing behind him.
'Well that's what you get for not paying attention' she mocked.
'You're going to get it for that' he replied with a glare.
'Oh, really' she mocked 'what are you going to do about it'
Daine shrieked as he threw his own snowball at her. He didn't have nearly as good aim, plus she ducked before it could hit her. He magiced a snowball to fallow her until it hit her.
'Not fair' she cried as the snowball hit her.
They threw snowballs at each other until they could barely move. Numair tackled her so she was pinned beneath him. Daine gasped for air as she looked up at him.
'Not fair' she gasped 'you're bigger'
Numair stood up and with what was left of his energy he tossed her onto his shoulder; Daine giggled and put one arm around his neck. Numair carried her inside and up into their room. He pined her back down, only this time on the bed. Daine entwined her finger in his hair, and kissed his lips.
'Was that a challenge?' he asked smiling brightly.
'Do you want it to be?'
Numair looked down at her and untied her dress. He kissed her neck, and then kissed a line down between her breast and stomach. She gasped gently. Numair pulled of all of her under clothes then all of his own clothes. He felt a small streak of painful pleasure in between her legs. He smiled at her and kissed her chest, letting out a small groan against her body. He rubbed the side of her body as he kiss her. She had stopped reacting to what he was doing. When he looked up he saw that she was fast asleep.
She was so tired for playing out side that she had fallen asleep in his arms. Well, he thought, at lest she trust me that much. He kissed her closed eyelids and her forehead. Daine wrapped both of her arms around his. She had a gentle smile on her face. Numair laid back in the bed and let her sleeping figure rest against her chest. She rubbed her body, which surprisingly wasn't that cold. We were only out there for about an hour, he reminded himself. Daine had fit herself perfectly against his chest; he deiced that she wasn't going to be easy to move. Sense he wasn't that tired he magiced over a book on Magical Theory. Within minutes h was fast asleep.
Numair woke up after about three hours. Well, he thought, apparently I was tired. Diane was still asleep and she was holding on to his chest; tight but not firm enough to hurt him. She snuggled closer in her sleep. He wondered what she was dreaming about, but decided that it as none of his business what she was dreaming about and that her could ask when she woke up. Still, a part of his mind said, she could be dreaming about you.
He let his magic flow into her body; knowing that it was wrong, but he was still doing it any way. Numair was dropped into a dream about, of course, him and her. She was sitting in his lap talking to him. She seemed really happy, and was playing with something on her finger. A ring, a wedding ring. He watched as his dream self kissed her forehead and pulled her close. She just snuggled against him. He found himself being pulled out of her dream, now he wished the spell lasted more than a couple of minutes.
When he was back in his body he pulled her close enough so that they both couldn't breath. He reentangled his fingers in her hair and fell back asleep.
Numair woke up with a groan. Why does she wake up so damn early, he thought. He rolled over to look at his lover. The girl was wearing a green shirt, brown shirts, and a white apron. Her hair was brushed and streamed freely down her back. Her eyes were lined by dark eyeliner that brought out even more blue in her eyes. She looks beautiful he thought looking at her. He put his hand against her cheek, making her look so small against him.
'Come on dolt.' She said with a bright, cheerful smile, 'come look at the snow.'
'Let me get dressed.' Getting up.
It was cold in the tower, and he decided that he wasn't going to get out of bed. He liked the warm goose down blankets and pillows that he had magiced to stay at the perfect temperature no matter what. He sighed as he laid back down. I'll let her freeze, he thought, but she is not cuddling with me if she gets to cold.
'Numair, come on, hurry up.' She called up the stairs. 'Before spring!'
He rolled his eyes and got up. She is going to pay for this one. He got dressed and magiced all of his clothes to so they would keep him warm. When he looked outside Daine was already playing in the snow with kitten. She was laughing; he loved the way she laughed, smiled, talked, and her singing voice was beautiful. She suddenly disappeared from his sight as he sat on the front steps. I don't like the way this is looking he thought. Just as he finished this thought he was hit in the back with a snowball. He turned automatically to see a giggling Daine standing behind him.
'Well that's what you get for not paying attention' she mocked.
'You're going to get it for that' he replied with a glare.
'Oh, really' she mocked 'what are you going to do about it'
Daine shrieked as he threw his own snowball at her. He didn't have nearly as good aim, plus she ducked before it could hit her. He magiced a snowball to fallow her until it hit her.
'Not fair' she cried as the snowball hit her.
They threw snowballs at each other until they could barely move. Numair tackled her so she was pinned beneath him. Daine gasped for air as she looked up at him.
'Not fair' she gasped 'you're bigger'
Numair stood up and with what was left of his energy he tossed her onto his shoulder; Daine giggled and put one arm around his neck. Numair carried her inside and up into their room. He pined her back down, only this time on the bed. Daine entwined her finger in his hair, and kissed his lips.
'Was that a challenge?' he asked smiling brightly.
'Do you want it to be?'
Numair looked down at her and untied her dress. He kissed her neck, and then kissed a line down between her breast and stomach. She gasped gently. Numair pulled of all of her under clothes then all of his own clothes. He felt a small streak of painful pleasure in between her legs. He smiled at her and kissed her chest, letting out a small groan against her body. He rubbed the side of her body as he kiss her. She had stopped reacting to what he was doing. When he looked up he saw that she was fast asleep.
She was so tired for playing out side that she had fallen asleep in his arms. Well, he thought, at lest she trust me that much. He kissed her closed eyelids and her forehead. Daine wrapped both of her arms around his. She had a gentle smile on her face. Numair laid back in the bed and let her sleeping figure rest against her chest. She rubbed her body, which surprisingly wasn't that cold. We were only out there for about an hour, he reminded himself. Daine had fit herself perfectly against his chest; he deiced that she wasn't going to be easy to move. Sense he wasn't that tired he magiced over a book on Magical Theory. Within minutes h was fast asleep.
Numair woke up after about three hours. Well, he thought, apparently I was tired. Diane was still asleep and she was holding on to his chest; tight but not firm enough to hurt him. She snuggled closer in her sleep. He wondered what she was dreaming about, but decided that it as none of his business what she was dreaming about and that her could ask when she woke up. Still, a part of his mind said, she could be dreaming about you.
He let his magic flow into her body; knowing that it was wrong, but he was still doing it any way. Numair was dropped into a dream about, of course, him and her. She was sitting in his lap talking to him. She seemed really happy, and was playing with something on her finger. A ring, a wedding ring. He watched as his dream self kissed her forehead and pulled her close. She just snuggled against him. He found himself being pulled out of her dream, now he wished the spell lasted more than a couple of minutes.
When he was back in his body he pulled her close enough so that they both couldn't breath. He reentangled his fingers in her hair and fell back asleep.