Noah’s humming and nudging elicited a response from Elann. It was small, but her body shifted and her voice came sultrily. He hummed again in affirmation, simply saying he did want something but not expressing exactly what he wanted. It was fine that she just lied there, he was still recovering himself, pressed rather lowly onto her with his head nestled in the crook of her neck, his lips occasionally puckering to kiss at her skin or nip at her ear.

Her voice came, her throat echoing against him as he was so close. Her request was questionable, making him perk his brow though she couldn’t see. A little hum of perplexity came from him before he submitted. “Okay…” he said, trailing, before he rolled off of her towards the edge of the bed as she requested. Noah pushed aside the blanket a little more and sat up, his feet touching the cooling wooden floor. She sat up beside him and his eyes were upon her, question still etched across his facial features as she rose to stand, her hands relieving an unseen ache from her hips.

Her smile was met with two risen brows. Noah wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing until her hands came to his shoulders, seeking to steady herself as she sat upon him. If this was what she wanted to do in the tub she would’ve found herself at a loss, Noah probably indirectly rejecting her for favor of relaxing and cleansing himself. To him, that’s was what a bath was about and she sought to soil that with her visions and thoughts.

Elann conformed her body to his hot one, the residual heat in his being having begun to die down until it was sparked again by her actions. Still, he was curious and that much was plainly seen as he was taking in this different experience with her.