Night Sky tried her best not to be entirely useless for the entire process; but it was so hard not to just lie there and appreciate the feeling of his hands on her, working so diligently and tender.

"I can't make the same promise." She replied with a quiet little laugh, reaching out to brush her fingers along his bicep. "Warm, rose scented water, my strong and beautiful boyfriend wrapping me up in his arms. A recipe for a nap if I ever heard one."