darckcarnival replied to your post:
You return to stroking her hair.
“Go ahead and sleep. I’ll make sure nothing harms you.”
Those words are something she hardly heard, and she couldn’t remember when she last heard them, if ever. So, she took him up on that offer.
Her body just went limp against him, and out like a light she went.
You chuckle softly and move her to lay down, then sit next to her, still gently running your fingers through her hair.
She’s not going to be awake for a while, it seems, with just how comfortable she was. At least looked like. And with Chris stroking through her hair, she was purring quietly. Like a large lazy cat.
Only small compared to him who was built like a tank.
