Under the circumstances a scratchy blanket would be beyond intolerable. Everything else, really, is just about perfect, particularly once she settles alongside him. Wrapping an arm around her he leans in to kiss her, lazy and slow and pleased.
(He wouldn't mind joining her for that, once they've taken some time to enjoy this. They can probably be reasonably subtle about it. Maybe. Either way the benefits might outweigh the risks.)
Considering her usual experience of post-sex activities involves an unpleasant mix of loneliness and disgust (and sometimes downhill from there), to say this is a welcome change would be vastly understating. Carol wraps around him as much as their recumbent position allows, returning his kiss with almost dreamlike ease. If there were any pressure for words between them this kiss well covers it; maybe they'll get there eventually, right now there's no need.
However long this clandestine little retreat goes on, she intends to make the most of it. They've learned too well to never trust in tomorrows.
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(He wouldn't mind joining her for that, once they've taken some time to enjoy this. They can probably be reasonably subtle about it. Maybe. Either way the benefits might outweigh the risks.)
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However long this clandestine little retreat goes on, she intends to make the most of it. They've learned too well to never trust in tomorrows.