A well-earned rest

Drunk on sex and exhaustion, Lux’s mind hovers on the edge of consciousness. She feels the heat of Apalos’s body against hers, of his cock resting deep inside her, as they lie together. She notices that Fionn has joined them, cuddled up to Apalos – so he has a favourite. Lux can hardly blame him for his choice.

If only Willow were here to share this moment with her. To share these pleasures. Poor Willow – left behind again to wait for her wayward bird to flutter back.

Lux’s dreamy reflections are finally disrupted by the sensation of movement, of Apalos gently separating from her. Losing that warmth and fullness makes her shiver, and she moans quietly in protest. Then she’s aware of a softness – the blanket from the tree stump, now being wrapped around her. Snug, she curls up around the cosy warm glow in her lower belly, perfectly content, her little body bundled and cradled in Apalos’s powerful arms.

She overhears some nervous words from Fionn; answered by Apalos’s smooth voice, promising he’ll be right back. Minn cutting in with some comment or other. And then, she’s in motion.

The restful noises of the woods lull her as she’s carried away – where? She doesn’t know. For some time, there is only the smooth motion of Apalos’s steady stride, his footsteps on the foliage-strewn forest floor. The uncertainty gives her a little quiet thrill at what might be yet to happen…

But then, she hears another familiar voice, her wish granted. Willow – chatting with Apalos like they’re old friends. She’s carried through the veil of leaves and laid down on something soft. A tender kiss to her forehead. She mumbles nonsense.

Another hand, smaller and more delicate, strokes her hair. Her half-lidded eyes focus on Willow’s face. A prickly pang of guilt stings her – but Willow is smiling, radiant, no trace of disappointment or betrayal.

“Brave bird.” The words flow like honey into her ear. “You’ve had a big day. You’ve earned this.” A pause, and then, “Yes, you too, little one.”

Lux feels a wriggly, sharp-elbowed creature nestling into her bosom. Then a silken touch and a hint of heavenly perfume as Willow settles in, arms wrapped around her. She lets herself drift off in that loving embrace.