“Let’s stay here tonight,” she said. “Kupshu would not mind, and I’d like a roof over my head and a mattress for a night.” “A mattress?” Iktan’s arms slid around her waist. Xe kissed her neck as xir hands wandered. “A mattress has possibilities.” She closed her eyes and let herself fall into the feeling. At least I have this for another night, she told herself. And that would have to be enough.
