Sage grinned back at the girl when she smirked down at him, smiling into her kisses as they got deeper and deeper over time. He shuddered and made a tiny noise when she reached for his newer spot, though it wasn't as loud as before, which was a good thing, considering they weren't in the shower anymore. Though, he wasn't complaining, of course ...it was just as nice as it had been before...it was still a soft touch. Of course, the nibbles and kisses had gotten more of a reaction than just her fingers, but the thrills that ran up and down his spine were pretty much the same as before. He closed his eyes again, just enjoying her. Her touches, the feeling of how soft her skin was against his, her lips, her hands, even the weight that was pressing him into the bed....he loved it all.

Anya closed her eyes and let her kisses deepen and soften, her hands kind of massaging his abdomen as her lips moved to his neck. Mainly because she knew he was sensitive there, and that it'd be easy to get a reaction out of him... its be fun to see just how much he could hold onto himself, to keep quiet when it really mattered. She wasn't sure quite how much he was wanting to do... it was still morning, and she wasn't wanting to let people get suspicious of the two of them. But she wasn't really wanting to stop just yet, either. Whatever, Sage could decide where he wanted to draw the line. Her kisses to his neck were purposefully rougher, letting her teeth get involved again, though not enough so that he'd get in the same state that he was in the cave. After a short moment she pulled away, though only the tiniest bit... her lips still grazed against his skin as she spoke. "You still doing okay?" She murmured, her voice still soft. It was kind of an opening for him to either hint for more or call it. Whatever he decided, she'd be more than happy with how it'd gone.

Sage kept his eyes closed as Anya did her thing. It was kind of hard to keep quiet enough, and while he was making some noises, it was quiet enough, he thought, that the running water covered anything he might have made. Anya slowed down, and when she asked her question, he took a moment to catch his breath...well, as much as he could with her lips still pressed against his neck....and nodded slightly. "I'm fine," he giggled, wrapping his arms around her. He didn't care if they kept going, or if they cuddled, or got dressed and decided to face the day...he'd be with Anya either way. He just enjoyed being with her. And while he really, really loved times like this, he didn't need this to know she loved him, or to live her back. It was nice though, and he knew she enjoyed herself just as much as he did ....though, mainly just because she could push him around and be in charge, really act in charge, for a bit.

Anya gave a slight nod when he let her know he was fine... they weren't exactly doing anything they hadn't done before, but she did have it running around her head about why she enjoyed this. Mainly because she had little control over what was happening, and partly because she got to see a different side of Sage. A little more... vulnerable. He was always so brave, so it was a bit of a refresher to see him resistless with her. And Anya wasn't in control of very much that went on around here, so she supposed that was why she preferred being in charge. That was also a little bit why she was checking in on him so much... because she was a little concerned he'd feel like he was in the tavern again like he didn't have any say in what was going on. And she never wanted him to feel like that. She loved him, and while she knew this didn't need to happen to prove it, it was still fun. "Alright," he purred gently, pressing another soft kiss to his neck before slowly working her way towards his little spot on his neck, her kisses getting significantly rougher as she hit it. She had stayed away from it up until now, but she just wanted to go out with a bang. Her body shifted a little so that she was up against him, lifting her weight off of him and shifting so that their hips were alined, so that if he wanted more, then he could very well take it.

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Sage's breathing hitched again as she moved upwards, eyes closing again as she kissed his neck, tiny noises coming from him when she got to his sweet spot. He felt her shift, as if asking for more, and he smiled softly when she moved. He'd take it, he always would, and she knew that. He was appreciative of her asking though ... He knew she didn't want him to feel like he was back in the tavern. And he wouldn't, not with her.. he trusted her enough. He shifted so that they were pressed up together again, panting lightly until they had done what they wanted and they were curled up on the still soaked bed. Man, it had been a good morning. But, they did need to get up soon, before people started Wondering.

Anya sat quietly on the bed for a little while, her chest slowly rising and falling with each and every breath. Sage's arm was wrapped around her side, and her back was pressed up against his torso in a cuddle. The bed was still soaked, so it wasn't overly comfortable, but it was nice to cuddle up to him for a little while, to chill out for a bit before they faced the day again. She hummed a complaint at that last thought, about getting back up as her hands ran up his arm in a soothing manner, kind of easing herself back into the present. "Come on," she murmured softly, shifting so that she was looking back towards him, "let's go see whatever's in store for us today," she noted, almost in the complaint. It had been a good morning... there was no denying that, but they really did need to get going again.

Sage chuckled slightly and nodded. He didn't really want to get up, but he supposed they did have to get up and go. Let the bed dry off too, at least a bit, before whoever cleaned the rooms came for the sheets. Besides, the wet bed wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world, though he did enjoy the cuddles. But they could cuddle up more later anyway....they always did. And they never managed to get caught, or even almost caught, which was nice. "Yeah we should get up I suppose," he muttered, groaning slightly when he sat up.

Anya nodded softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek before sighing and rolling out of the bed and wandering over to the couch where her dress was laying. It was chilly, so she was more than glad to be covered up again. She looked from the door to Sage as she did up the lace on the back of her dress. A slightly concerned look crossed over her face for a moment before it was replaced by a light smile, albeit a wabbly one. "Did we lock the door?" She murmured curiously before wandering over to a desk mirror to sort her hair out. She needed to go back to her room to get changed again anyway, but she had to be at least presentable, right? In all honesty, they were lucky, very lucky that they hadn't been caught just yet... though, the more they were together, the more of a chance they were going to be.

Sage made a face as he thought, getting his clothes from the bathroom and coming back out to throw them on as he talked to Anya. "I don't know," he admitted. "You came in last night....so whatever you did then was how it is now." Man, they really needed to get on top of locking the door when they were together like this...he didn't think anyone would come in, without knocking at least, but still. Locking the door was something that needed to happen. He made a mental note to make sure that happened next time they did anything. Maybe lock the door before they got all engrossed in eachother and forgot about it. Sage himself could care less about what his hair looked like ...and it was wet anyway, so it'd dry with it's naturally slightly fluffy, wavy thing it always did. He didn't care if it looked messy....he was used to being messy so really, what did it matter? He did nudge the scattered papers and pen in a pile with his foot though....he'd need to work on a training schedule at some point. Anya and Luther had both offered to help....at least he knew Anya would write the stuff. As to how Luther could help, he had yet to figure out.

Anya hummed a sigh before wandering over to the door and fiddling with the latch. No, they definitely hadn't locked it. It wasn't safe, not one bit. They had to remember that, not just when they were messing around, but whenever they were together, even if they were just talking. In all honesty, they shouldn't even be doing that really. She shouldn't have been in his room at all. She cocked her head slightly and wandered over to him, taking his hand and pressing a gentle kiss to it. "If I had known what was going to happen last night, you can trust that I would have locked it... I only came in for a cuddle but you were asleep," she noted gently, giving a slight chuckle. She watched him nudge the papers, to which she rolled her eyes and went to pick them up. He needed to get started on them... mainly so her mother didn't have a reason to be pissed off by him. "I'm going to go get changed... I'll see you later," she murmured gently, pressing yet another kiss to his jaw before padding off out the door and towards her own room.