I rolled on top of her and pushed it in further, until my hairy skin over my pubic bone rubbed against the hairless skin over her pubic bone. She had ... prominent clit, and it was standing at attention by this time, and it got crushed.Our mouths had come apart as I rolled on top of her, and she let loose with a sobbing sort of crying groan that an uninterested observer might have interpreted as a groan of pain. But I wasn't uninterested, and what I heard in that sob was the joy of completion .... ” She raised a bemused eyebrow, and he shrugged. “I’ve taken over managing the scouts and messengers. There wasn’t anyone really in charge, and you were all being pushed to the point of exhaustion. I’d planned to give you the opportunity to catch up on rest this morning, but I was delayed getting here and didn’t get the chance to explain before you fell asleep.”He blushed, an image popping unbidden into his mind’s eye – the beautiful bard asleep in his bed, her hair fanned out around her like. Tonight.” He gets on one knee and I feel my eyes well with joy. “Will you be my wife?” he asks with confidence.Naturally, I say “yes” and help him up to kiss him. We passionately kiss, our tongues intertwining ever so delicately and gracefully. This the moment I’ve been waiting for. And, yet, I feel another need behind this. A sexual need. Perhaps tonight we will go all the way.I look him deeply in the eyes as I feel my body temperature rise and ask, “Baby? I know we’ve beat around the bush. I could feel his heart thumping away too, maybe a bit fast but that could easily have been my imagination. I rested my face on his shoulder to be deprived of the look on his face when we were dancing, so close to each other. I closed my eyes. I dont know how long we danced that way. I dont know if I had made him uncomfortable. He was hard against me. I could feel his arousal pressing against me. But I did not know if he would acknowledge it. It was both comforting and mortifying to know that he.