Beneath the moonlight's enchanting embrace, Samantha comfortably nestled herself in the protective arms of Ivan, whilst her fetching actions reminded him of a cat. His porcelain skin contrasted starkly with her natural rosy complexion, and she was so fragile, so small against him, he wanted to shield her completely from the odds of the world.
Yawning softly, her eyelids were getting heavy as she rested her head on his chest, and she no longer had the energy to keep them open. In the midst of dozing into her slumbers, a contented smile curved her lips when she felt him place an endearing kiss on her forehead, whilst his hands moved away the golden strands of hair from her face.
"Sleep tight, my little lamb." He whispered against her forehead, his voice, a haunting lullaby that coaxed her into surrendering to her slumbers, whilst she relaxed against him, nestling closer, and he protectively kept her close.
