MagiStream

Sol chuckled at Iona's question. "I would imagine so. Though there are other things we could do" he said leaning in kissing her neck. "I couldlay away many nights with music. I'm not limited to the guitar from my staff, I can play a piano too" he whispered as he nibbled on her ear. "I'm also sure our imaginations will lead us to our own small adventures before the time comes to fight" he laid himself down and wrapped his arms around Iona and rested his forehead against hers before kissing her lips again. "but whatever we do, I will always be fine so long as i am with you"

Iona closed her eyes and gave a soft moan with each kiss Sol gave her. She wrapped her arms around him as well and returned his kiss. She smiled up at him.
"All of that sounds wonderful." She said. "Especially the part where we're together."
She closed her eyes and sighed contentedly. It wasn't long before she began dozing off in Sol's arms. It wasn't hard, he was quite comfortable.

Sol smiled as Iona dozed off in his arms. He held her closer as he began to doze himself. Sleeping with her has been the best sleep of his life. And the easiest to achieve, he felt warm and safe in her arms. He only hoped she felt at least half as safe in his as he did hers. "sweet dreams my delicate flower" he whispered before kissing her head and letter himself drift off into sleep himself.

Iona sighed in her sleep when Sol kissed her, and snuggled closer to him. She didn't wake up until early the next morning. A strange occurrence that seemed to be happening more and more frequently. She smiled when she found she was still wrapped in his arms as they lay on the couch. She quietly slipped out of his arms and jotted down a note saying she had to go back to the city and get some more things, and that she'd be back soon. She put it on the table in front of the couch, kissed Sol on the forehead, and quietly slipped out of the door. She hitched her bag over her shoulders and headed to the town.

Sol woke up to fond his arms empty, but before he could go into a panic he found a note. He opened amd frowned at the scribbles. His reading skills werent too great, but he caught the only thing that mattered, and that was tjt iona would be back. He smiled and wemt into the bathroom and got a shower, when he walked out je decided to start playing on his giitar again, to pass the time until iona returned.

Iona slipped quietly through the people in the streets, trying to melt into the crowd. She quickly got the supplies that were needed and headed back to the little camp they had set up in the woods. While she was still a little ways away from the house, Iona heard what sounded like strumming on a guitar. She smiled as she figured Sol was playing, and entered the house as softly as she could so as not to disturb his paying.

Sol had started to play Devorjacks 9th, embellished slightly to match his character. Molding the melody and bending it slightly to make it his own. He smiled slightly when he heard the door slowly inching open. He stopped at the neareat cadence and looked to iona. "Welcome home my love" he spoke giving a warm smile, something he found easier to do each time he looked at her, a miracle since he found it hard to keep his eyes off her. "I hope you had a good time out" he looked at the bags she was carrying and added "did you.get everything you needed?"

Iona closed the door behind her and smiled at Sol. She dropped the bags off in the kitchen to deal with a little later and went to sit down next to Sol.
"Well hi there." She replied with a smile. "Yes, I got everything. What were you playing? It was lovely."

"i dont remember the composer, i do remember it was his ninth symphony however" he said blushing from her praise. "the earth motherenjoyed that piece alot too. Especially when it was first written many years ago" sol laid down his instrument and gave iona a hug. he kissed her cheek before getting up and said "lets get these put away before they spoil."

((Do you think we should time skip the two months?))

"Alright." Iona nodded.
She stood up from the couch and headed into the kitchen to start putting things away. The sun was reaching its peak, meaning it was around lunch time. Iona turned towards Sol.
"Are you hungry?" She asked.