"Longsword, shortsword, pike, katana, naginata, Boa knows how to use all of those far better than I do. We actually have a sword that we had made for us," she murmured, tearing the condom open. She rolled it down slowly, meeting his eyes. "I'm still sorry about that, baby, I hate cheating."
Crawling back up to settle on his lap, she rocked against him without moving down against him, just feeling his warmth. "This week cannot go by fast enough, I want to actually feel you," she murmured, nibbling his ear. His skin fascinated her, and she often touched it, tracing slow circles over his hand at dinner just to make sure he was still there, reaching out to run a fingertip down his neck in her sleep just to feel him. Having any barriers between them upset her.