Star Lite Night by stuppidgurlbb. In the star lite hours. Do a love grow strong. Up com tirhter a rebel lover of the good sort. Slithering up to a faire madien's window. His lover whom with a tap on the widow is out of bed in a flash. Careful not to make a sound. Together they slying stroll. Hand in hand. Heart in heart. Only during thos star lite hours are there no bounds. No limits on there heart's desire. When the time comes on the brink of morning light. They must part. Leaving the faire maiden wanting only to be with him more & claim him as her own.