Gwenivere smiled sweetly feeling his soft lips and she sighed in agreement,"Mhm...." She was comfortably laying on him completely now, depending on him, and her muscles relaxed slightly, her eyes shutting gently.
Braveheart strode to Ussias side and Starr at his sleeping master in his arms.
"Im glad she trusts you Russia... Do many trust you? And having even one, does it make a big difference."








