<em>I think... that we should... get totally naked... and then .... I am going to see to your body inside.... until it starts raining... and either above me... or under me, we can either make love, have sex, or fuck each other silly on the roof of the building. </em><br/><br/>His words where broken up by her kisses, and his own as well. For every touch there was another, she she found his clothes he found hers. And once they were naked he stepped to her, pressing his body to hers, letting her feel all of him as he felt her. His hands traveled slowly up her back, fingertips working at muscles and knots that he had felt earlier. With a whisper of magic he sampled her body, a healer's trance, learning where all her ailments rested. From knotted muscled to to a spine that needed adjusting. He would know her wounds and then he would begin the process of healing her.<br/><br/>His arms rested against her back, hands on her shoulders from behind and he began to massage the tissue around her shoulder bones. he did not press hard, instead gave her a methodical deep tissue rub that was intermixed with kisses, nips of her flesh in playful little bites. From her shoulders he began to work her back, finding muscle that had no desire to be eased into a better position. He continued down, touching until his hands were on her very cute rear.<br/><em><br/>Go lay down on the couch there and I will see to fixing you up. I think we have some time before the storm.</em><br/><br/>He looked to the dogs and began to talk to them. They may not understand him, but yes, he talked to the dogs.<br/><em><br/>No chewing on the furniture, no sleeping in my bed, but the couch is fair game. And please, let us know if you have to go and I will cook a steak for you two to split.</em>