RP: Alistair (wardenalistair)

[heromiyuu]

Neria woke up again few hours later, she thought, though there wasn't a way to keep track of time on that place, the sky always look the same through the window. Alistair still had his arms wrapped around her and she felt so warm and comfortable that staying in bed seemed like an marvelous idea. She readjusted in bed, to free her arm, and snuggled closer to him, closing her eyes again.

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[wardenalistair]

Alistair was undone by the depths of love shining in her eyes. He didn't need words to understand the gratefulness in the way she kissed his scar, the blush on her cheeks as he looked at her, the way her eyes shifted up his body, hungry and appreciative. They had used a lot of words over the years, trying to understand this thing between them, trying to make sure they were understood by each other. But they'd been two halves of one heart for a long time now, and Alistair felt he knew her and her thoughts better than he knew his own, most days.

He laid his big hand over hers on his cheek and murmured, with all the feeling inside him, "I love you too, my dear."

[heromiyuu]

Neria's smile at his words was bright and clean. She worked her way out of the tub, stepping closer to Alistair, basking on the warmth of his body. Her free arm found its way around his waist and she tip toed to plant a soft kiss to his jaw and chin, moving upwardd to the corner of his mouth and finally a chaste kiss to his lips, with reverence. Slowly, she moved to hug him, closer, tighter, listening to his breath, feeling his heart beat inside his chest and echoing on her own.

After a good time in silence, bare skin against bare skin, Neria pulled away, fingers trying to tame a few loose strands from Alistair's hair. She took a sit on the bed, tapping the place by her side with a wink.

[wardenalistair]

Alistair held her snug against him until she moved away, reveling in the warmth of her body in his arms and her breath against his skin. He followed her to the bed then and flopped down on his back beside her, long legs hanging off the bed. His hand moved to splay against her back, trace the scars, new and old, there. He nestled his head in the crook of his other arm, hazel eyes warm and fond and happy as he watched the movement of his hand.

[heromiyuu]

She smiled, tilting her back ever so slightly to follow his hand's motion, a little ticklish on her sides. But his fingers tracing scars and stroking her skin also had a very pleasant soothing effect. She sighed in contentment, glancing at him over her shoulder.

"So, did I do a good job keeping myself out of gruesome injuries without you there to protect me?"

He couldn't see it, but the smirk was clear on her voice.