Radu hummed contentedly and sank down, giving in to the post coital lassitude completely. He sprawled like a cat, graceful and boneless.

His fingers lifted and curled around a lock of long silver hair, twining it around his fingers. Really, Jezebel was beautiful. Beautiful and kind and solicitous. He couldn't imagine a better person to spend a few decades with, even though he knew he'd long outlive the man.

"Mmmm, are you going to sleep now?" he asked, a lilt of teasing in his tone. "Have I tired you out?"