"I'm not kicking you out of bed." Geralt's voice was warm. He crawled back to Nina to slip himself back under the heavy blankets and made a deep noise of pure pleasure. They were still warm. He rolled himself onto his side, holding Nina's hip to adjust himself. His hand lingered there.
"Just figured you were ready to leave. If you want to lay here until midday, who am I to argue with you?"
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Date: 2017-09-25 04:13 am (UTC)"Just figured you were ready to leave. If you want to lay here until midday, who am I to argue with you?"