Sandra Renee Melton
John laughs again then leans in and touches his nose to nyms then murmurs "I love you bunches and bunches nym!"
John laughs again then leans in and touches his nose to nyms then murmurs "I love you bunches and bunches nym!"
Nym shivers a bit "I'm cold, let's go inside."
John nods and walks back into her house holding the door open for nym then closing it once she got in. John then pulls nym close letting his body heat warm her for the moment before going any further in the house
Nym smiles as she snuggles into John's embrace "You're so warm!"
John grins slightly then murmurs softly "Scientifically men are warmer then women …..Would you like to snuggle now or was there something else you wanted to do love?"
"That's no fair." Nym pouts a bit "Um, whatever you wanna do as long as I'm with you."
"So realllllyyyyy no idea what you wanna do next?" John laughs then leans in and places a kiss on nyms shoulder "I'm not sure if you feel this, but I feel tired love"
"Then, let's rest." Nym chuckles a bit and grabs John's hand and begins to lead him upstairs to her room.
John smiles then twines his fingers with nyms as she lead him upstairs "You know, I can honestly see myself years from now just snuggling and talking with you."
Nym smiles and giggles a bit "Hmmmm, I suppose I can too." Nym speaks almost tauntingly as walks into her room, she then turns and kisses John
John makes a soft pleasurable sigh at nyms kiss then he dips his head in intensifying the kiss as he wrapped an arm tight around her waist
Nym giggles and attempts to match his sudden intensity. She wraps her arms around his neck as she presses her body to his
John smiles against nyms lips then he reaches a hand up and tangles a hand in nyms hair as they kissed. After a long moment john pulls back for a breath of air
Nym makes a small breathy sound and turns around before she blushes too hard. She then begins to walk to her bed
John follows behind and lays back on the bed staring at the ceiling he then turns in on his side and gazes at nym "Would you object to being a princess?"
"Um, well… considering I'm currently being," Nym makes air quotes "'courted' by a prince, I suppose not." Nym scoots into John chuckling lightly, placing a hand on his chest and making the same lazy patterns from earlier on the boat
John laughs softly then closes his eyes again enjoying the feeling of nyms hand tracing patterns on his chest "Do you think we could visit your clan within then next week or so?" As john spoke he reaches over and drapes his arm over nym
"Uh, yea I think so. It shouldn't be a problem. I'd have to call my sisters though." Nym smiles at John's gesture and she places her full palm on his chest "Can I give you something John?"
John frowns slightly now feeling curious at nyms sudden question then he nods "That would be great, and yes you can give me something. Depending on what that something might be"
Nym smiles, hops off the bed, and goes to her large wardrobe. She rummages through one of the drawers. She pulls out something small and attaches it to a chain "It's kinda small, earthly and boring, but it's one of my most important possessions." Nym climbs back on the bed and grabs his hand, closing it around a small wooden guitar pick "I, uh, I made it myself several years ago. Something for you to think of me when you look at it I guess." Nym turns a light pink
John studies the small wooden pick with an expression of surprise then he proceeds to put the necklace on. John then looks at nym with a tender expression and he pulls her up to him "It is perfect, I love it nym. I like it weather or not you think it boring. The sentiment counts, now I have something to remind me of you when I think of coming home" John reaches up and touches the small pick and smiles
Nym smiles, still blushing "I'm glad you like it so much."
"Do you know how to play a guitar though?" John pokes nym in the side feeling playful yet again "If so could you so me your skills?"
"I, uh, I do." Nym squeals like she did earlier "Hey, that feels weird." She then proceeds to get up and go to her office. She grabs her acoustic guitar and walks back into the bedroom. Nym sits on an older looking wooden stool. "I've played on this stool for years, it belonged to my Momma apparently." Nym looks at her guitar and chuckles "Lemme see if it needs to be tuned." Nym begins to pluck each string listening to the sound it made, occasionally she adjusts the pegs up or down. When she felt the guitar was in the right tuning pitch she begins to play a soft melody and her hand begins to glow a blue color. She smiles
John sits up criss cross style and waits for her to tune and get ready to play, all the while he was smiling feeling proud and slightly awed at how talented and amazing she is. Once nym started to play john closed his eyes and listened to the soft melody she began to play once she was done tuning the guitar
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