"Did you enjoy your Name Day present?" asked Lessa, face flushed as she rested her chin atop Alistar's bare, muscular chest. Tracing circles on his left shoulder with an index finger, a momentary glint in her eyes revealed the same underlying sense of anxiety that had been creeping into her expression more and more frequently in recent months.
"What do you think?" he said playfully, raising a hand to run it through her tousled strands in an affectionate manner. "My birthday was a week ago. If I didn't like your presents then I wouldn't keep accepting them, would I?"
The soft sounds of birdsongs and the intermittent screeches of unseen cicadas accented the gentle backdrop, which was frequented by soothing whispers from the surrounding foliage every time a warm breeze filtered past them. They were currently lying atop a thick blanket in a discreet corner of the estate's property, both naked and covered in sweat from nearly an hour of enthusiastic relations.
