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LITTLE DESCRIPTION
This scene carries on from the last episode. After much turmoil, the group found themselves stronger than ever. Tasar is an extremely book smart Changeling. Her skin is midnight blue, eyes hazel, slight build, 5'2". She is a ranger but in this of stream scene, she multiclasses into Druid. Vergil is 5'5", dark blue hair, human, peach skin, green eyes, medium build. He is a sorcerer. Both have never kissed, touched and been with anyone. However, their loved bloomed several sessions ago.
Every time there is a fade to black, I will update this fic with the scene in detail.
This is a collaborative work between the DM who voices Vergil (An NPC) and I, whose player character is Tasar.
Now, sit back and relax and enjoy
The rest of the group, including faithful Charlie the wolf, went inside the impossible tent to sleep. Tasar was left outside with Vergil. All the fear, relief, trauma, and pain caused her to hold onto him like he will disappear if she did not. She looked out into the eleven forest around their tent. The darkness would have made it impossible, had the moon not been full and bright and the skies clear.
Tasar straddled her love, gasping breathes, hands roaming over his chest, as if his touch were oxygen to a drowning woman.
Vergil's hands wondered like they had a mind of their own. He could not help but hold Tasar close to his body as he then planted a kiss upon his lovers' lips.
As the kiss deepened, their tongues entwining as her hands weave into his hair, pulling her body closer, flush against his, her mind was made up. She breaks the kiss, panting placing her forehead against his. Breathlessly she whispered "I want you... To have... All of me... right here. Right now."
Vergil, his face red and surprised from her whispers. He had never heard Tasar act this way to him before, and yes, he might have had thoughts, but they were more out of curiosity than anything. But she was wanting him. He choked slightly when he heard her say "Right here. Right now," as he quickly replied with "Maybe not here... Follow me, I think we can find somewhere a bit more, private"
Her eyes widened slightly, a deep purple, almost black blush crept up her cheeks, realising what she just asked. Part embarrassment from the words she said and the fact that the rest of the group would undoubtedly hear, and the fact he seemed excited to the idea. Her fear of him not accepting her melting away as she shakily clambers off his lap.
He gently took a hold of her hands and led her about 200 feet away from the tent where everyone else was. The grass was a bit more vibrant here than back at the tent, flowers covering random spots of the ground. He did not even have time to think about what he was going to do before he grabbed a hold of her by the hips and took her to the ground, him on top. This place was perfect, he wanted this to be special and to be undisturbed.
She closed her eyes and slightly squealed as she began to fall, but his arms guided her slowly to the floor. After placing her down, he held one hand on her hip, the other propping himself up, next to her head. She looked up into his eyes, his hair falling over his face, his lips plump and damp from their passion outside the tent
Vergil could not help himself. It was like a wolf and his prey. He was not sure what it was that told him, but something in his mind told him to growl slightly. So, he did, a deep, quiet growl escaping his lips as he leaned in and pressed them against hers, rougher and more demanding than before.
On hearing the growl, something inside her stomach clenched as he devoured her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs following around his waist. Feeling slightly dizzy both from the lack of oxygen and the intoxicating taste of him as he loses himself and she followed right along that path.
Vergil was not wasting any more time; his body was now in a state of wanting and she knew he was. She gasped for air as his lips separate from hers. He smiled as he then slowly began to move down on her as he said "You're not the only one who learned stuff from books." He stopped when his head was between her thighs. His wicked smile causing her heart to skip a beat.
As he spoke, slowly moving down, she realised there is nothing covering her except his cotton long shirt, that reaches her knees. Her nipples hardened and pressed against the thin fabric with anticipation. Her mind went blank. Forgetting all she learned about sex and humanoid relationships. Her hands gripped the soft grass beneath her as she gulped.
He did not give her any time to prepare herself for what was about to happen. His hands, holding on and almost gripping onto her thighs, pinned her down and began to lick slowly against her bare centre. Nothing was there to stop him from tasting her, and he was going to enjoy it
She gasped, throwing back her head and arching her back. She had never been touched like this. Never understood the point of a lot of "foreplay" But it was like being struck by lightning. Pleasure bloomed through her body as she felt his warm cheeks, flushed with arousal, grazing her thighs. His tongue moving around, causing a light moan to escape from her open lips.
Vergil's tongue played with her, tasting her repeatedly, and continuously liking it more and more. But he decided to play with her in a way that he knew would make her feel ways she never had felt before. His lips surround her clit as he began to play and tease it with his tongue. He then moved one of his hands slowly up her thigh and began to rub it against her entrance slowly and methodically.
She moved up, looking down at him as his hand joins the sweet torture. The level of confidence he was exuding was contagious as, almost without her meaning to, one of her hand goes down, entwining in his hair as another moan is pulled from her.
Nothing in his mind told him to stop, as her actions almost told him to keep going. He did not want to disappoint for their first time, so he kept going, sliding a finger slowly into her tight, wet, and hot entrance. His finger pushing inside her, causing a breathless gasp of "Vergil!" Dissolving into moans as she felt a building of pressure in her abdomen. His tongue movement began to get faster, and more detailed, swirling around her most sensitive part of her body. Her occasional moans turned into little squeals and gasping breath as he continued to touch her.
The squeals and moans made his dick begin to harden, but what pushed him over the edge into almost animalistic behaviour was hearing her say his name while like this. This was it for him. His tongue movements became faster. His finger, slightly curving against the roof of her insides, was going faster and deeper inside her. He knew what he was doing, and he was going to continue until she could not handle anymore
Her breathing began to quicken, her hand gripping his hair tighter as the nails of her other hand practically dig into the dirt with pleasure. Her hips slightly bucking upwards with each flick of his tongue or the curling of his finger inside her. "Vergil... Gods... Yess..." She whispered through panting breaths.
Vergil's movements with his tongue and finger kept getting faster until he could not increase the pace anymore. He wanted to make her feel good, in every way imaginable, and he was going to make sure he got to see Tasar's face when she finally climaxed.
As his pace quickened to a torturous rate, the feeling in her stomach came to a peak as she gasped out "Oh gods... Vergil... I'm..." As she tried to explain, it hit. The pressure released. Her head was thrown back from the wave, her hand slipping from his hair to the ground next to her as she reached her climax. Her walls tightened around his hand as she called out in ecstasy "Vergil!" Falling back down to the soft earth as she came undone under him, legs quivering.
He gently pulled his mouth and finger away when she fell back down. Seeing her reaction to how he made her feel with just a finger and his mouth, he was ready to do more. He moved himself so he sat up against the tree, gently pulling off his trousers and underwear, revealing to her what was hiding in his pants after all this time.
She tried to catch her breath, looking towards him, and gasping at what she sees. There was a moment when she questioned if it will... Fit? And although science books say he will... She had her doubts. She decided to try to match his confidence as she got to her knees and began slowly unbuttoning his undershirt she had turned into an impromptu dress. He slightly bit his lip, watching and waiting as she teased him with her bold actions. Slowly, starting from the top and moving down till all the buttons were done and the shirt sat open. Barely covering her breasts.
He signalled her to come closer to him, wanting to see how she would move and what she would do when she got close to him. Millions of thoughts ran through his head. His cock was firm and hard, just from seeing and tasting her, now he was going to feel her take all of him in. A slight amount of precum started to wet the end of his throbbing cock looking at her as she let the shirt fall from her shoulders to the grassy floor beneath her. Her blush having bloomed not just on her cheeks, but her throat and chest. She slowly crawled, languid, like a cheetah, towards him and as she reached him, she pressed herself up to him, chest to chest, her legs straddling him and her arms playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, eyes shadowed as she couldn't meet his gaze. Suddenly fearful.
His hands moved to touch Tasar's bare body. He could feel the heat from her as he looked up and down her form. He couldn't help himself but to slowly kiss her neck softly as his hands slowly slid up from her hip to her breasts, massaging them and playing with them slightly "Tasar... are you sure you are okay with this?" He asked, a bit concerned of her hiding those beautiful eyes from his.
She looks up at him, making the first eye contact since he placed her on the ground. "I want to... I just am... Worried I will not be good and if I mess this up and... I'm self-conscious..." She placed her hand in his, slowly moving it to her breast "But I don't want you to stop touching me..."
"It will be alright. All we need to do is move slowly at first" He said as he continues to play with her breasts and kissed more on her neck before slightly biting it, marking her midnight blue skin with a darker, almost black bite. Gasping at his bite marks her throat, that familiar clench forced her legs to grip tighter. Her hips begin to slowly grind against him, covering his length in the sweet liquid he had been lapping at earlier. Her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails gently pressing into the skin.
He moaned as he felt her grind up against his shaft. He looked into Tasar's eyes as his hands began to caress against her cheek then neck. He had a slight smile as he whispered, "You ready?"
She nodded, leaning in, and gently brushing her lips over his, slightly shivering both in the cold of the woodland night, and from a small amount of fear. She closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, and kissed him hungrily, lifting her hips up to place his length right at her entrance
Vergil kissed back as he began to get a bit nervous about hurting his lover. But he wanted this as much as she wanted it. He then slowly helped her slide his cock into her, making her feel every inch slowly being pushed inside her. Tasar grit her teeth, the unfamiliar feeling causing a rising fear inside of her as her nails dig in deeper and she tucked her head into his neck. Feeling him slide easily but his sheer size makes tiny sparks of pain bloom in her stomach and her legs stiffen. She whimpered into his neck.
He stopped as he held onto Tasar. He made her look into his eyes, his hand against her cheek, rubbing slowly "Do you need us to stop?" He said with care and concern for her. She swallows and shakes her head.
Whispering "Just... Wait... A moment for me to... Adjust..." She breathed slowly, trying to force back her fear. Knowing this is what is probably making it uncomfortable. She tried to think how to communicate that she needs to stop being scared.
He used Detect Thoughts to know what she was thinking at this moment as he could tell she was scared. A smile grew on Virgil's face as he rested his head against hers and whispered in a sweet tone "It's okay Tasar. Just take deep breaths... I love you my dear"
The moment the sweet words left his lips, she felt her heart fill with love. A small tear fell down her cheek as she let the tension drip away from her body along with the droplet. She let herself slowly ease down, taking him all in. The pain but a distant memory as it was overtaken with a mixture of joy from him being the first, and hopefully only man, to have all of her, and the pleasure she could not describe. As his length buried to the hilt she moaned loudly, her head dropping back.
He growled slightly, feeling her tight, wet pussy slide all the way down on his shaft. He gripped onto her hips as he then kissed her lips rough, his tongue playing with hers as she got to slightly taste what her pussy was like when Vergil went down on her. She kissed back, with equal passion and fervour, tasting herself on his tongue. He held her down on his cock, allowing her to get use to the size of it inside her before he did anything else.
Her hand drifted down to her centre. Rubbing slightly were his talented tongue had played with her earlier and her nails dug into the flesh of his shoulder blades behind him. Moaning as she found her clit and rubbed it gently, as if guided by an instinct she had never known she had.
Vergil moved his hands down to her legs, lifting them up slightly as they rubbed slowly down to under her thighs. He then began to lift her up slowly before sliding her back down on his cock, making her ride on it "Fuck Tasar" He said in an almost silent moan
Tasar moaned as he eased her up and down on his cock. The feeling of his hands, holding her up by her thighs, felt like being weightless. She moans with each slow thrust, her body crying out for more. She begins to lift herself along with him, slightly faster than he was, hoping he would get the picture.
As Vergil felt her beginning to lift herself up and down on him. He smirked before he turned her around, facing away from him. He then lifted her legs up to be off the ground. He knew he could only keep her in this position for a little bit as it would start hurting the both of them, but he wanted to make her feel him as deep as he could possibly go before breaking her. Standing and pressing her against a tree to get the support to make love to her from behind.
She gasps, thanking the gods she was flexible as his cock buried even deeper inside her as she felt that feeling building. She gasped out "Oh my gods... It feels so... Oh Vergil... Fuck...". His audacity was surprising and... Quite arousing. She felt like she would do anything he says at that point.
He suddenly began to fuck her faster and harder. Something was telling him to fuck her like the gods were not watching. He wanted to hear her cum repeatedly. It was like a drug and he had an addiction. He wanted it, no, needed to hear and feel it again.
Her moans turn to screams of pleasure as he began to thrust deeper, harder, and faster. The feeling from before built up with a vengeance. The force of his relentless fucking made it hard to hold onto the tree. The feeling dropped from height and she felt her muscles clench around his shaft as she came hard. Her attempt at words becoming lost in moans and gasps, her head rested against the tree as she whispers his name like a prayer.
Vergil felt her tighten around him, squeezing him, like it was begging for him to cum. After he could not hold her up in the position any longer, he dropped her legs so then could be on the floor as he laid on his back, taking her with him. He smirked as he then ran his hand through her hair before grabbing a hold of it "Tasar, I want to go all night like this with you"
She gasped as his hand wound into her hair and melted at his words. The new position gives her all the power, so she began to ease herself up and down. The new angle causing his length to rub against a more sensitive part of her insides. She was slow and methodical, easing her way up and down, her hands griping his hips for balance as she moaned with each movement.
His free hand rested against her hip, starting to slowly be moved up her back before rubbing back down again. All the feelings he had at that moment moulded into one feeling. Love. Tasar was beautiful to him and being able to see her entire body like this just made him want her more and more.
She leant forward, placing her hands on the ground to get more leverage. She started to move faster. As she did, a new feeling began to overtake her. Her hands felt warm and it was like everything around her becomes brighter, wilder. The fragrance of the woods becomes stronger. The honeysuckle and earth scent increased to a beautiful perfume as, unbeknownst to her, flowers began to grow all around them.
Vergil closed his eyes as he felt pleasure begin to build up more and more. His hands moved down her back as she leans forward, his hands rubbing up against her soft ass. He could not help himself squeezing it before slightly tapping with the palm.
She gasped and blushed at herself as his hand impacted her soft behind. She decided to be bolder, so she turned around, so she was looking at him and pulled his face up to hers. She speeds up her movements again, now bouncing up and down. Now, Vergil had a clear view of her face in ecstasy as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Vergil opened his eyes, the area now glowing brighter than before as he looked up at Tasar's face, she was in pure bliss with him. He rubbed his hands against her body more, he was teasing her breasts her hips, with his touch. His fingers would begin play with her erect nipples before massaging her breasts. He felt something begin to build up, a feeling he had never felt before, and it was building fast.
She continued to bounce, slamming onto him. His hands trailed fire over her body as she rode him. The now familiar build coming up in her stomach again. She began to quiver, feeling the pressure build and speed up further, gripping onto his shoulders for support. "Oh Vergil... Gods... It feels so good..."
Vergil let out a few small gasps as he could feel himself getting closer and closer, his cock hardening even more than before as it began to pulsate. His hands grabbed a hold of Tasar's hips rough as he made her ride his cock as deep and as hard as he could "Tasar... I'm gonna... I'm gonna"
His touch on her hips drives her over the edge, the strongest orgasm yet. Her walls clamp down hard and she screams his name. She also felt something spurt out of her lower lips, as she threw back her head, her hair cascading down her back and brushing against Vergil's knees beneath her.
He tried and tried to pull away from her as to not release inside of her, but it was too late, she was clamped down on his cock and was not letting go. He growled loudly as he felt something shoot out from the tip of his cock straight into her. For a solid 10 seconds, all those years of being pent up and not doing anything about it was being released inside Tasar. His mind slightly blanked for a moment, not knowing what to do at that point except to fill Tasar's pussy up with his hot, thick cum.
As the strange and new sensation of warmth spread throughout her belly, another burst of magical energy surged through her, causing all the surrounding plants the grow and bloom under the moonlight. Her breathing evened out as she collapsed against his chest. Exhausted and weirdly, wishing the night, and act, would never end, fatigue be damned.
Vergil held her in his arms. He looked around to see if anyone was around spying on them. As he looked around, he noticed that the ground had become different, new flowers had bloomed and plants were growing all round them. He looked back at Tasar and ran his hand through her hair as he whispered to her "Hey... I want to try something out; do you trust me?"
She lifted her eyes to his and nodded, barely trusting herself to speak. She shivered with aftershocks from her orgasms and thought "He cannot be a virgin, making me feel this way..." She caressed his cheek, her fingertips lingering over his lips. Those lips, which had the power to fill her soul and heart with love with words, as well as to take her to Astrail when he used them on her.
Vergil smiled as she gave him a nod. Without missing a beat, Vergil had Tasar laying on her side with one of her legs up against Vergil's body. He slowly began to slide himself back inside Tasar's now filled centre. She giggled as he pushed her down, a soft groan as he entered her again. He started thrusting himself into her fast and rough. As his pace became rougher, she moaned loudly, tears coming to her eyes as she fell into a primal creature mindset. One of his hands held onto Tasar's leg as the other grabbed and teased her breasts. He was giving her a night to never forget. He could not keep his hands to himself, he wanted to touch her everywhere, and mark her body with his.
She looked up at him, gasping as he grabbed her breast. She never knew being rough or causing pain to someone could ever feel good. It was confusing, and beautiful, and arousing and slightly scary all at the same time.
Vergil smirked, his more animalistic side emerging as he looked down at Tasar, moaning and gasping loud for him. He did not know if it was the years of sexual frustration, the last few days of anger or where they were but he did not care. He enjoyed hearing her like this, knowing he was making her mind go crazy with these different thoughts of him. He continued, fucking her like a wild animal in heat as his hand trailed down her body and past her stomach slowly
She jolted as his hand moved down her. She started speaking in this flowing, beautiful language. Although the words mean nothing to him, the intention behind those words were not innocent. She lay back flush against the ground. The soft grass and moss, acting like a comfy bed. She scratched at the ground, another wave of pleasure about to hit her.
He could not stop himself from how fast, deep, and rough he was going inside of her, his more primordial side was showing through as he then wanted to try something. He removed his hand from her leg, keeping it help up with his body as he hand then began to rub up against her ass before he slapped it, the palm of his hand striking her cheek.
She gasps out, looking at him incredulously. It hurt, yes, but there was also a flash of desire and heat with the impact. Again, she felt confused from it all. Why did it feel so good? Why did she want him to do it again...? He growled every so often from it all, mixing in with his moans of pleasure. With hers, it sounded like a symphony of depravity. The thoughts drifted away like mist as she felt the wave crash and again, her walls tightened around his torturous rod as she fell back down. Writhing in pleasure.
His thrusts continue to torture the inside of her, the movement slowing down and then speeding back up as if he was intentionally trying to tease her with the pleasure that they were both feeling. He looked down at where their bodies connected and could see all the hot, thick liquid he had poured inside her moments ago, were now spilling out like a rapid river. He spanked her ass again to see what would happen if he kept doing it.
With the next smack, she moaned out "Fuck Vergil... Don't stop..." She blushed at her words, so raunchy. Never had she thought she would even get to do this in her lifetime. Never mind be taken to a world of pleasure. She covered her mouth, looking at him in shock. Feeling embarrassed.
Vergil leaned forward more as he grabbed a hold of her wrist covering her mouth and pinned it to the ground with roughness. He grinned as he spoke to her with a slight growl "I want to hear more"
Her mouth dropped open. Shocked and pleased with this rough and almost barbaric set of actions. He had always been sweet and kind but oh. How she loved this side of him and how she longed for more. She continued to moan loudly as his continuous, torturous pace, ravaged her, not unable to tear her eyes away from this. There was a wildness in them that she had never seen. Her heart skipped a beat, as if a predator were watching her.
Vergil allowed his primal side to come out in full force, fucking Tasar as fast, deep, and as rough as he possibly could. He felt like he should be softer on her, especially for it being their first time, but for what had happened over the past couple of days, this was his way of saying to her "Your mine, now and forever" He continued to make her scream in pleasure as he could feel himself getting closer and closer with every thrust he did.
She could feel the possessive primal nature of this. And although it was shocking, she felt like she was losing herself too. She pulled her leg from his grip, pulling him atop her and wrapped herself around, hooking her ankles together as he drove even deeper than before. Her moans turned to silent screams. Her mouth gaping open but no sound coming out as all she could think was "Please more... More...". Plants started growing around them, forming a perfect circle of flowering buds around their love making. The more she felt, the more it happened. Her emotions finally being free after years of guarding. She leant up and pulled his lips to hers in a passionate kiss.
The kiss, along with how rough he was being with her, was enough to push him over the edge. Pushing as deep as he could inside of her, another load of his thick, hot semen was released, but even deeper than before. He pulled away from then kiss as he leaned down next to her ear and growled in pleasure and dominance. He was making his claim right here and now that he was hers, and she was his. He did not want anything to come between this, the sex, the pleasure, the kiss. Everything about it was beyond any daydream or expectation he had ever thought.
The feeling deep inside her caused another wave of pleasure. She felt satiated. Full and... Whole. Like there was some great cosmic bond now between them. She lay there, breathing heavily as her legs slipped from his back to the floor. She breathlessly uttered "I love you Vergil...". All the feelings of being primal and animalistic went away at that very moment, looking down as their now, hot, sweaty bodies from what they have done. He could not help but try and catch his breath from it all. Her hand reached up to caress his cheek as she spoke those words. It felt like a promise. As feeling began to come back to her legs, she pulled him to rest his head on her heaving chest.
He let himself be pulled down on top of her, resting his head on her chest. He kissed her body as he gently pulled his now semi erect cock out of her, hearing an almost popping sound as he did. He gazed at Tasar and, he felt it, this was who he was meant to be with. And he knew that there would be no one else for him. They lay there for a few minutes, basking in their consummation. He smiled as he pushed himself up to his knees and offered a hand to help her up "So, my love? Was it… okay?" he said, slightly tongue and cheek.
As he pulled her up, she was unsteady, her legs shaking as she practically fell against him. She giggled and looked up into his eyes. "Now I understand why people do this... It was... Indescribable...I'm just so happy-" She blushed and placed her head against his chest "-it was with you..." She slowly slid her hand into his, still hiding her face
He runs his hands through her hair before caressing her cheek and making her look up into his eyes as he kissed her lips softly. He smiled before looking down and seeing a small white puddle of his own cum starting to spill onto the forest floor "Um... Hey Tasar? Look down" He says, chuckling a little as he pointed downwards.
She looked down to where he indicated, seeing the mess he had made of the lower body. She giggled and looked around before walking over to a plant and plucking off the flowers. She went to another and pulls off large leaves and to another light stalked plant, removing some of the wrist thick stalks. She quickly fashioned a container from the large leaves and wrung out the thick stalks into it, drawing a lot more liquid than you would have thought. Vergil watched her as she did all these different things, curious as to how she was making all this stuff and having so much knowledge of plants and flowers. She did this methodically and returned, crushing the flowers, and mixing them into the water. "Ceanothus Cuneatus. Works perfectly as a soap... and the washing implement!" She began to scrub at her thighs and the rest of her body, working up an actual lather then pouring the densely perfumed water to wash off the debris. "I'm surprised they grow here... They are rather special flowers..." She peeked at him through her lashes "They are used to was brides on their wedding day where I'm from"
"Tasar... Are you aware of what a Druid is?" He asked, a questioned look turned to a dawning one.
She perked up, looking to him, that usual giddiness she got with being able to talk about things she had learned "Druids! A group of magic users. They get their magic from the land; the power being passed down from their parents! I read a book about it once..." And then it seemed to hit. The glade looked a lot different from when they entered the forest. More plants, bigger blooms, the circle of wildflowers where they had laid... She looks around wild eyed "I'm assuming you didn't do this...?"
"Well, unless my innate sorcerers blood allowed me to cast druid magic, I don't think so... Hold on... let me try something" He queried, putting on boxers and his trousers, leaving his shirt off for the moment as he touched the ground as he says something in Draconic, himself not exactly knowing what he said as he stood up and walked to Tasar "Well... that was pointl-" Suddenly... he disappeared in a purple flash. She looked around, shocked, and scared for a moment, scrambling to put on his undershirt.
She shouted out "Vergil! Where are you? Good gods I swear, if you have been poofed out by some god I will go there myself and drag you back whilst PUNCHING THE DAMN GOD!" She looked around frantically, hoping for an answer.
At that moment, he popped back to the common lands and was frantically looking around. He could hear behind him his lover shouting about... punching a damn god? He walked over to where Tasar was and spoke up "Tasar? you good?" She ran up and wrapped him in a hug, relieved but when she pulled back, she slapped his arm out of frustration. Her lips pursed and brows scowling.
"What in the ever-loving FUCK was that?" Her eyes shone with unshed tears of fear.
"I believe what I did was... Blink... It somehow sent me to a plane of reality like this but more... grey" He looked genuinely confused by what just happened to him, not sure of how or what he did. Though he rubbed his arm where she had impacted it.
She sighed, crossing her arms over her chest "Well? What were you trying to accomplish?" She started to shiver, the adrenaline from earlier wearing off and her newly washed damp skin feeling the chill through the thin material.
"Trying to see if I could do anything with plants... And you can guess what my answer to that was" He looked at her and held her tight before picking her up in the bridle hold "Come on... let's get back to the tent, I'm sure Hecuba already knows what we were up to anyway"
She shivered again and nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck. Suddenly the fatigue that she felt came back with a vengeance. Her lids became heavy as she began to drift in the arms of the man she loved.
Vergil carried her over to the tent and got inside of it. It was still going to be a good 3 hours before the sun rose, so they had enough time to have a nap. While not clearing them off all the fatigue, it would help if they were doing any "rigorous training"