<div class="floatleft">(http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp12/aysande/Elliqyi/Oena_zps2a07f796.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Vanyel<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Furs!<br/><strong>When: </strong>End of morning<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">“I don’t care, Vanyel.” Oena said and then she realized that even though her husband was quite used to her blunt way to express herself, this still needed clarification. “I don’t care how much our people go to you. If they prefer you to me, it won’t bother me. I know better than to be jealous or envious. I know you, I know what you have to offer.” Her hand went to his cheek, and not for the first time, she knew how he felt when he wanted to speak but couldn’t. She just wished that he could understand how much faith she had in him and in his abilities. She would lay her life in his hand without hesitating for a second, knowing that he would do what’s best. <br/><br/>“I love you too, Vanyel, I always have.” She whispered before their lips touched. Oena had not expected that he would take her again, but the surprise was a pleasant one none the less. She was still ready and he slid into her with an easiness that made it all too obvious how used to one another they were. She loved it when he took this particular position, and suspected that he had taken it for this reason. She felt enveloped by him, surrounded by his love, his strength. To feel his weight and warmth on top of her, she was undeniably is, with every cell of her body and she would never fight it. To tangle their bodies with one another even further, Oena entwined her legs with his, her feet resting gently against the inside of his  calves.<br/><br/>The laughter appeared distant, and Oena’s mind registered it so far as to know that children would not be interrupting them, but the thought was quickly dismissed as she moaned softly into the kiss. “Thank you for having the courage of asking me. I could not have hoped for a better man.” She whispered back at him, a loving smile playing on her lips.</div>