BookWyrm
Carpe Librum
Dayn resumed his normal snuggling pass time in playing with Arryn's hair, nuzzling, and generally just being close to his wife. Sometimes it astounded him that he could be so loving, so cuddly, but there was no point in really thinking about it too much. Both of them loved each other dearly and both came form previous loss. In a way they were blessed just to be alive and together, and the fact that they had been there for each other through life threatening times only cemented their bond and made them that much closer.
Yet, even in such an intimate moment, Dayn couldn't help but have a mischievous thought. Slowly, ever so carefully, Dayn brushed his fingers across Arryn's sides before gently starting to tickle ever so lightly for a few seconds before stopping. He didn't want to have a tickle fight at the moment, but spicing things up occasionally was nice.
Yet, even in such an intimate moment, Dayn couldn't help but have a mischievous thought. Slowly, ever so carefully, Dayn brushed his fingers across Arryn's sides before gently starting to tickle ever so lightly for a few seconds before stopping. He didn't want to have a tickle fight at the moment, but spicing things up occasionally was nice.