He wrapped his arm tightly around her, and once he had some awareness back he turned to face her, hugging her tight with both arms. Her tongue had tickled, but left a fire in its wake, his mind willing where his body couldn't manage. He laughed softly at her words, his hand trailing along her thigh and hip and side, once again savoring every curve of the woman he called his own. "If I had it my way, I'd never stop making you feel that way," he teased softly.<br/><br/>As she curled in closer, plainly exhausted, his embrace grew softer, though no less tight. His fingers ran up through her hair, the tips massaging her scalp as he let his eyes close. "I love you, too. Rest, Lia. Sleep with me and tomorrow we'll go save the world." He kissed her forehead and took a deep breath. The climb down would, he hoped, be easier. A second day of rest wouldn't be amiss, though. He began to fall asleep still trying to plan their day out.