Chapter 12
by 
ShyValkyre
What's next?
Clean up
You sweep away your already drying cum. You gently lift his head slightly and pull your bedroll from under him. You lay his head back down, fix his clothes back, and pull his bedroll over him. He let's out a little sigh, a hint of glowing amethysts peeks from under tanned lids. His nose crinkling up again.
You freeze and hold your breath. Is he waking up? you think in a panic. His facial features relaxes as he turns away from you and grumbles something incoherent. You let out a sigh of relief and return to your side of the camp.