Ryosuke Potes Spirare Pacatus
Jun 10, 2015 13:32:14 GMT -7
Post by Father 'Suke on Jun 10, 2015 13:32:14 GMT -7
The morning was coming quite swiftly, in such a way that ‘Suke awoke with a start. His eyes coming open swiftly as he looked about with a calm demeanor to gather himself, almost forgetting where he was until he felt something against his chest. Well, not something but rather someone. Yoshi upon his chest, snuggled up and sleeping so peacefully, and yet it was only then his eyes caught on that she was in her underwear against his chest. He hadn’t caught on to that last night as dimwitted as he could be. With a look downwards at her multi-colored hair he brought a hand up and began to pet Yoshi’s head.
His eyes looked at the wall of the tent, the dew was gone from the late night air and the condensation was slowly evaporating. Morning was heating up already while he did this analysis and slowly moving his head around he spotted the clothing and then brought himself back to looking at Yoshi upon his chest. “Yoshi, it is time to get up, the sun will beat us to the embassy if we keep sleeping.” He spoke in a cooing tone. One of relaxation and rather one to keep her from getting too worked up. He recalled the last time they slept together and how it went, he now only hoped no one was around for a repeat.
With a steady move to remove the haori and shihakushō makeshift blankets from them and on to the side where he proceeded to twirl his finger along her back in an infinity sign. This way he hoped the body could slowly be waking up in a steady fashion before the sun got too high up and they traveled in a further heated state than possible. Morning were a time of occurrences that he couldn’t help, and as it were he only hoped that it was unnoticed or her mind was too fuzzy to pick up on it than last time while waking up to his drawing or the cooing.