She laughs, well pleased by the look of gladness on his face, which suits him at least as well. She leans over and takes a quick kiss; their mounts are all too used to this by now, and barely flicker an ear at the shifting weight of their riders. "Do not distract me with compliments, my lord, or we shall never reach our destination. And it is a place I particularly wish to show thee."
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timeasmymeasure
we're gonna end up with multiple trysting in the woods threads. oh woe, alas, alack ;)
Date: 2018-09-04 11:22 am (UTC)