Silver_Wyvern
The Unqiue Erotic RPer
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stepping out of the bathroom Wyn found she had a little more energy back having recovered now from Richards feeding she could make it up the stairs to her room ..
she walked over and pulled back the covers on the bed when she heard Richards voice and felt his hand on her sholder... thank you for the offer.... please dont go... i would be happy to have you stay here with me tonight..i really dont want to be by myself..
Wyn slowly undid her robe letting it fall to the floor before sliding under the covers on the bed.. this time wearing no night gown because she didnt want the fabric to rub against her swore back..she was suprised Richard hadnt said anything about the bruses but then she thought he might be trying to be gentalmenly and not mention them.
she found for some reason that altho she was very tired she couldnt seem to sleep..and remembered Richard had wanted to draw her again so he had a sketch of his own to keep... Richard ?... i cant sleep... i was wondering.... would you like to draw me again ? you can pick the pose and everything if you want... she said waiting for his responce
He nodded as he follows "Of course..I would never leave you.." he spoke as he followed in silence. He seeing her rob slip from her nude form, he gives a pause from the suddenness of the action..yet he said nothing. Her assumption was true...that he did not want to mention the sore bruses upon her back. He slipped in behind her to hold her close to his chest, it taking all of his concentration for his hands not to wander. He did not sleep, wanting to watch her the whole night, he beginning to worry as he watched her unable to settle down. He then heard her question as he gave a soft nod "Yes..yes I would love to..one moment." he softly spoke as she felt the bed shift as he got up. "I will be right back" after a brief moment, the chill left the room..he returning again sketchbook floating in the air as he moved to a chair nearby "..I wish for lay upon your side...but let your arm and sheets lay naturally.." he was glad he was invisible, because even as a ghost the image before him was beginning to arouse him. He began to do his sketching, if she was observant, she could see the pencil very very subtly shake in nervousness..