Dawn had cuddled up next to me as the two of us laid in bed after cleaning ourselves up. She rested her head next to my shoulder while holding my hands.
"I totally forgot, but what happened to the fairy?" she asked.
"Well, surely, the act of mating between to lesser beings must be nothing to a great fairy."
"I am angel though?"
I turned toward the wall and my eyes widened. Plastered over the wall was a trail of fairy-magic manipulated into words.
[Too erotic, I am out. Summon me when you're done.]
A chuckle left me and I informed Dawn of the writings.
"Shouldn't you call her? She'll think we're still going at it."
"Even better, I'll summon her in the morning."
Dawn smiled and wrapped her arm over me. Her hand moved toward my right hand, around the part missing a finger. She seemed to want to say something, but I firmly shook my head.
