Oh light, he teased her swollen folds and Ilia had a hard time containing herself. She wanted him to just enter her alrea-Ilia moaned. He felt so good. She squeezed around his throbbing member, her legs wrapped around Shadow's waist. "Shadow." Still she gripped his hair as he thrust into her, his pelvis pushing to meet her own. His growl was delicious.<br/><br/>His carnal desire for her raged in the back of her mind, fueling her own need for him. The same rooster Shadow heard, crowed in her ears and Ilia made a mental note of the time without slowing down. A part of Ilia felt sorry for Shadow. He was to duel Moe without any sleep, but the bond did help warders stay awake for days at a time. At least she was sure he wouldn't be....frustrated.<br/><br/>The fire in her belly built and she could feel it spreading to her chest. "Shadow..I'm so close.." Ilia moaned into Shadow's ear as she held him close. The feel of his hands upon her frame, she felt so safe within them. He engulfed her entire being, inside and out. A deep pleasure took over her consciousness as she shook, her grip tightening. She came, euphoria filled Ilia. Euphoria that only Shadow could give her. Riding the deep seated pleasure, her grip did not loosen until she felt Shadow slow and stop.<br/><br/>The sunlight fell across her face, causing Ilia to squint up at Shadow. "I don't want to get out of bed." She blushed and averted her gaze. "I could...continue." She snapped out of her shy demeanor and gave Shadow a quick peck on the cheek. "Let's get cleaned up! You've got a duel to win!"<br/><br/>______<br/><br/>Ilia strode toward the Warder's training yard with Shadow at her heel. Her gown, a velvety blue embroidered with white flower buds, fit her well. She had left her shawl back in her room after brushing her curls and pinning them back with a pearl comb. "Luna Sedai." Ilia curtsied to the woman, her face smooth. If her suspicions were correct, Ilia didn't want to let on. Ilia motioned for Shadow to meet Moe upon the field while she waited for Luna to sit before she did.<br/><br/>"I would...apologize for my behavior last night at dinner." Ilia's voice was quiet, meek. While she wasn't a very loud woman, it was still hard to defer authority to someone she thought was a darkfriend. She was unsure how to proceed. She didn't want to lie, but she was unsure how to avoid suspicion. "It was uncalled for." And certainly it was! She had been rude, even if Luna Sedai was a darkriend.