Jesper let out a long, satisfied sigh as he stretched, still nestled against Subedei's chest. The warmth of their bodies, the soft candle light, and the gentle hush of the night made the world feel smaller, quieter like they existed in a stolen moment, untouched by the rules that would condemn them.
Subedei traced idle circles on Jesper's waist, his large hands resting easily against his smaller frame. It was… strange. To be here like this. To let himself enjoy it.
Jesper tilted his head up slightly, glancing at Subedei with a lazy smirk. "You do know that we'll have no rest tomorrow, right?"
Subedei groaned, closing his eyes. "Don't remind me."
Jesper chuckled. "The palace will be filled with nobles, courtiers, and royals, all expecting the grandest feast of the year. Lovers will exchange extravagant gifts, the tables will be overflowing with delicacies, and we will be running around like exhausted, overworked fools."
