Clara felt herself freeze midstep as a telepathic message reached her mind. Beside her, Gilas did the same, his look betraying the fact that he had also received the same message she just did from Bartos.
"So… I'm assuming you got the same message I did?" Clara asked.
"I did, yes," Gilas nodded, a faint blush forming on his cheeks. "Lady Jayra had the idea of sharing your energy with me to give to Ham."
"And that we should do so by making love," Clara finished, her own blush starting to form on her face. "While I can see how it's possible, I don't think-"
"You don't?" he frowned.
"N-Not like that," Clara quickly shook her head. "I mean, are you even well enough to, well…"
She couldn't help but avert her gaze from him at that moment. From all of the times they've done it, somewhere along the way, she had equated lovemaking to an extraordinary marathon of endurance and passion. It didn't help that Gilas knew exactly how much she, well… liked it rough. He would always put on a show for her, and it never failed to get her going even through the most exhausting of her states.
"What, are you thinking that I wouldn't be able to do it like we normally do?" Gilas practically scoffed. "I'm already up and walking. I'm sure I can handle a session or two."
This time, it was Clara who frowned. "You could barely stand up over a day ago," she pointed out. "Don't get me wrong, I would love for us to do it to get Ham back right now, but not if it would be dangerous to your health."
"Fine then," Gilas sighed as he rolled his eyes. "We still have to go back home anyway. Why not do it then?"
"So you're suggesting you get as much rest during our travel then?" Clara hummed. "It's not ideal, but if it gets you Ham back faster, then sure."
She shrugged as they both continued on their set pace. Making their way back to Keen Manor, not much was shared between them as Clara kept herself quiet, allowing Gilas to nod off in the carriage as she watched him sleep. Still, a part of her couldn't help but be excited for what they were about to do. After all, it had been a long while since they'd done it, and her own longing was starting to act up right after he had awoken.
'I hope this works,' she inwardly thought.
[I have a feeling it will,] Sheba remarked. [In fact, you two should go for an extended session just to be sure.]
[You're just saying that because you want to enjoy yourself,] Clara scoffed. [And you do know that what you're suggesting is currently impossible, right?]
[Hey, I'm just saying that if you two don't go at it with the usual intensity, maybe you two will last twice as long,] Sheba chuckled. [You did say that he might not be able to handle your standard lovemaking, so why not just go slow?]
Clara blinked at her wolf's suggestion. Now that she thought about it, that actually wasn't a bad idea. While she had blown off Bartos's joking remark about which intensity she should go at it with Gilas, there might actually be some merit to simply taking their time this time.
[See? Don't think that I'm just your lust talking to you,] Shabe smugly smirked. [I have good ideas too.]
[Only sometimes,] Clara scoffed. [And I will admit that this is one of your better ideas.]
She couldn't help but settle into deep thought as she imagined such a scenario. A soft and gentle lovemaking… From all of the times she had done it with Gilas, never did she imagine something like that happening between them. Her mate had just gleaned over her fantasies and ran away with it, never giving her any sort of leeway as to how he should make love to her.
Indeed… All she knew about lovemaking was how badly she wanted to be dominated, which was rather embarrassing to say out loud, now that she thought about it.
[And yet you want it anyway,] Sheba teased.
Clara shook her head as she looked out of the carriage window, the Keen Manor now fully visible as they arrived at their destination. Either way, whatever came next would be a new experience for both of them. She honestly had a bit of hope in her that this thing that Jayra came up with would work, no matter how much her friend said otherwise.
Without any other fanfare, both she and Gilas got out of the carriage and went into the manor. They then went through their usual rituals of dinner and other such work before then retreating to their shared room. Immediately, Clara could tell that her mate was excited, what with him already on their bed without so much as a warning.
"So, how are we going to do this?" he asked. "I have a feeling you have something different in mind today."
ραпdα Й?νêl(сòm) "That, I do," Clara nodded as she stripped herself of her clothes. "We'll do things slowly this time, make sure that you don't over exert yourself."
Gilas raised an eyebrow as she promptly began to remove his pants, freeing what was surprisingly an already erect shaft.
"O-Oh my… You're already this hard…" she couldn't help but point out in amazement.
"Well, you did strip right in front of me without warning," Gilas cheekily replied. "What did you expect would happen?"
"I expected to at least put in a bit of work, to be honest," she chuckled. "Still, at least you're making this easier for me."
Without any hesitation, Clara positioned herself on top of him, ensuring that she would be the one in charge this time to ensure that he wouldn't tire himself out. She was just about to lean down and kiss him when a thought suddenly occurred to her.
"Wait, did Bartos tell us exactly how we should make love?"