“Hmmm?” She was already half-asleep, just petting him as if he were some great cat, or a hound sharing her bed for warmth.
“Staying together forever like this,” he continued sleepily before being interrupted by a wide yawn, body arching up into her every touch as if she were the puppet master, and he were the puppet, dancing to her every command.
“Be still,” she murmured, nearly inaudible, “be still … “