The mental image of that gets a rather amused laugh out of Llewellyn, the very idea that he could get that tired. “You sound very confident of that, my love. Though I hate to think of you having difficulties in getting me home, I certainly hope you succeed…” He smiled, eyes glittering as he continued. “I always sleep so well after you’ve thoroughly tired me out.”

And this was truly more fun than he thought it might be in the days before he’d even learned to dance… Before he never really saw the appeal. The movements and steps did get easier with time, and being able to enjoy it with Rhy was a particular treat.