<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/RowanPF.jpg)   </div><strong>Rowan Riks</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Rowan.pdf)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Will<br/><strong>Status</strong>: Glowing all after-like<hr/><br/>Ever curious, Rowan continues to snuggle against Will's bare chest, and actually giggles sweetly as she does.  She gently pushes aside the blanket just a bit to let the light peek in so she can study his skin, the texture of his honey-colored chest hair against his bronze skin, the fine shadows and generous swells of muscle along his body where her fingers gently explore.  "I haven't come like that before," she confesses in a gentle whisper.  "I guess... wanting it like that made it better.  Wanting it with you.  And... well... you made it better.  Better than I ever..."  She strokes his stomach, not trying to kindle more desire in him, only to explore him, to memorize him.  To savor every detail and memorize the preciousness of the moment.  "I thought, for a while, I wouldn't do that with a man.  Not by choice."<br/><br/>She sniffs lightly, shrugs.  "Thought it might be something I'd just... y'know... take a pass on.  Thought... maybe I'm a girl who might grow to an old maid.  Or maybe I like girls, but... not yet.  Figured that maybe one day I'd know."  She trails a circle around his nipple with her fingertips.  "Then I also thought maybe one day I'd try."  She laughs softly, readjusts herself.  "Didn't think that'd be tonight.  Despite how I may act.  I'm not like this... but this<i>is</i>me."  She kisses his jaw and, curiously, exploring, takes his member in her hands to savor the texture, the weight of him.  "And I'm glad I didn't miss<i>this</i>in particular..." she says with a chuckle.  "This was<i>very</i>nice."  She gives a light squeeze and turns to her stomach, burying her face in the pillow.  "Oh gods, I should go... I should go to the inn and sleep so I'm not a staggering zombie tomorrow for our forays into the manor."<br/><br/>Lifting her face, she bites her lip, studies him in the pale light of the moon through the slatted window.  "Thank you for this Will.  You... ah... you gave me something good."  She blushes, not in shame, but at not having the words.  "Something bigger than good."  She shrugs, leans over, and kisses his mouth fully, lets her tongue flick over his lips and penetrate his mouth, and her body cover his as she embraces him and strokes his hair and rubs her body over his affectionately.  The kiss becomes a waterfall of kisses and nuzzles, and when she finally breaks away, her mossy eyes hover over him, her slim body presses to him, her breasts like small pillows press to his chest and her legs are entwined in his.<br/><br/>"Tomorrow?"