"On the contrary, I would have made sure of exactly what his tolerance was and stayed within it."

He giggles. "I stand corrected, that's an even more plausible scenario."

She nuzzles him.

Awwww. He closes his eyes and sighs contentedly. "In any case, if I find a more useful internship day after tomorrow this might become moot."

"Yup. There could be all kinds of things. Maybe you can run away and join the circus."

"...as the amazing gendershifting... something? What noun would I use here? I suppose I could be a bearded lady..."

"I don't think you'd benefit from a beard," Isabella remarks.

"I quite agree, but I'm not about to become an elementalist so I'm not sure what a circus could want me for."

"It wasn't a serious suggestion, pet."

"I know, I was just going with the joke."

Peck. "We were thinking about magic," she reminds him.

"We were! We should probably get back to that."

Isabella rearranges the snuggle and falls silent.

Sadde falls silent as well, snuggling happily with his gorgeous dom.

Awwwww! He loves that. He loves her. He presses her a bit closer to him (very softly, trying to not wake her up), and decides he'll use her nouns to fall asleep as he likes to do.

And in the morning there is yawning.

Mmm yawn. Snuggle.

"Mooooorning lovely."

"Nnnnnnhhhgmrng."

She kisses his cheek and climbs over him to change clothes.

Hmmm he thinks he'll watch.

Isabella sticks her tongue out at him.

He grins and turns so he's propping his head up on his elbows. "What?"

"Nothing. You're cute."