This time when their bodies pressed together so intimately, it was without clothing in the way. Imenry's knees pressed into the furs, vaguely registering the firm surface of the bench beneath them as her arms circled his shoulders. Her lips brushed against his ear as she leaned close, her breathing already ragged. She tilted her head to lean against his, an action of tenderness.
Murmuring his name she let him guide her past the final boundary.