Surrounded by his girls, Raven sat on comfy bedding with support of his back as he leaned against the tent. Wearing only his pants with no top, he felt much lighter especially since that coat was off of his shoulders. With a deep breath, he looked at the map that had been passed onto him since the Mistress's return. Committing everything to memory, he paid little heed to the girls clambering on his body, but once Rose's lips made contact with his, he couldn't do anymore and decided to pull her on top of him.
Laying on his chest, the mature woman showered Raven with kisses, all the while Brenna and Aerin busied themselves with his other side and the elves massaged his legs with their heads resting on top of his abs.
"A moment's calm, always more precious than any treasure of gold…" Rose whispered, her voice a tad bit husky from the wine that she'd been drinking to soothe her nerves.
