“Gods no..." Shayla sighed, curling her lips in a grimace of self-pity and disappointment.

"I hate paladins, you know that! And Al is the most paladiny paladin ever, and I don't mean it in a good way at all. I was just going along with what my parents wanted me to do, for the sake of the family and the good name of the Du Vervains and all that stupid crap... I must have been temporarily crazy, Jad, that's the only way I can explain it now. I don't even know why I thought that...

Without giving her the time to spiral out into another bout of regretful confusion, yet feeling honored to be one of the very few people she allowed to see that vulnerable and carefully hidden side of her otherwise fiery and self-confident personality, Jadrik stared hard into Shayla's blue eyes and went on.

“Are you happy when you're with me, Shay? Do you like how it feels to be together, you and 17"

"Yes," she immediately answered, her face brightening visibly, the corners of her luscious mouth turning up in an instinctive, genuinely joyful smile.

“I love this, Jad. You know I do."

"Yeah," he agreed with a smile of his own, leaning in to give her another kiss, "I do know. And you know I feel the same, Shay. This is how we're supposed to be, you and I, I mean, look at us: it's been little more than a week since you showed up at my door after three years, and it's like we were never even apart at all! And we shouldn't be, ever.”

"You really believe that?" Shayla giggled, feeling all tingly and fluffy inside now that her mind was totally relieved of fear, thanks to Jadrik's presence and his tangible, deep-seated love for her.

“Of course I believe that," the warlock replied, truthfully, "don't you?" “Yes. Yes, I do," the wizardess purred, nuzzling the warlock's sharp cheekbones,

"See? Problem solved!" Jadrik chuckled, squeezing Shayla's soft curvy body in an affectionate bear hug, making her coo and laugh along with him.

"The way I see it, Shay," the warlock musingly went on as the wizardess snuggled nice and comfy in his arms, shifting back in an even tighter spooning position than before, “we might as well just get this whole ridiculous quest over and done with, then we can let that sanctimonious clown crawl back to his stupid Temple and never think about him again. I mean, we got this far, so why not see how it ends? After all, we did have our fun so far..."

“Lots of fun, yeah!" Shayla chuckled throatily, grinding her fabulous bouncy ass into the warlock's groin, Then, tilting her head and speaking from the heart as she met his intense gaze again, she added: "I can only feel this good when you're around, Jad. Only with you I feel like I'm truly me."

“It's the same for me, Shay," he nodded, kissing her nose and swiping his tongue over her hot, succulent lips.

“I do mean it when I tell you that you're the best and you're irreplaceable and stuff. So don't worry about tomorrow, or the day after that. We'll still be together, I promise. I'll never leave you, Shay, not ever. Not for as long as you want to be my sweet adored slut, of course."

A shiver ran down the wizardess's spine as she nodded and smiled widely, overjoyed by the warlock's weird way to express what she knew to be his deepest, truest feelings for her.

“I'UL never get tired of hearing you call me that, Jad... And yes, I'U always want to be your slut."

As he grinned and kissed her lovingly in response, Shayla relaxed and melted into Jadrik's soulkiss, cuddled in his enveloping embrace. Sighing contentedly, feeling warm and safe and understood, the wizardess pressed her luscious lips into the warlock's mouth, smooching him hard and long as she reached an arm around his neck to pull him deeper into her kiss.

By the time they broke their lip-lock, the lovers were both so blissfully tired that their heads were spinning, ready to give in to sleep.

As Jadrik adjusted the blanket over the two of them and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to his thin frame, Shayla's eyes were already closed and she was humming softly. Purring as she felt the warlock's warm hands clutching at her curvaceous body and his cock nestled snugly between her plump soft buttcheeks, the wizardess let out a long contented sigh.

A peaceful smile played on Shayla's lips as she let the slow steady rhythm of Jadrik's breathing lull her to sleep. Her head was resting beside his and their bodies were as close as they could be while they drifted off together. No matter what happened the next day, the wizardess knew that her one true love would be there with her.

Groaning with discontent, Jadrik woke up with a clinking metallic sound ringing in his ears. As he grudgingly emerged from unconsciousness, his second disappointment of the day, beside the fact of having to stop sleeping in the first place, was the realization that Shayla's soft curvy body wasn't snuggled up with him anymore.

As he groggily sat up, the warlock forced his eyelids to open just a crack so that he could take a look around and locate the source of the ringing sound that had stirred him from slumber. Jadrik soon had his answer.