[ The smile on her face widens and her ears lift higher. His laugh is something rare, thus something truly precious to her. She thinks perhaps he has not laughed enough in his time on their star. Maybe once as a younger man, but she imagines he grew quieter and solemn as the years stretched on after the true parents in her mind passed away. Truly, at the heart of all she does for him, she simply wants him to be happy again. She wants to see their home filled with laughter and warmth. It is the true way she feels Manor Borel should be.
Her eyes raise once his does, tips of her ears giving a twitch at the rain she has been dimly aware of. She does not pretend to know or understand how war is planned and fought, but, she cannot imagine it will be made easier with the weather. Alkaid sinks beside him slightly and presses a kiss to his chest once more to show that, despite the moment, she is aware of what the morrow might being.
Despite her attempts, her body shudders beneath his touch. A rush of pleasure strikes her, running from what feels as if the tip of her tail to her ears. Her body moves on instinct to press against his hand to encourage him further. Perhaps he might move to remove her small clothes or even kiss her breast and move his hand between her legs...
Alkaid focuses her thoughts back to the conversation. That is far more important than her instincts or her desires taking her by full force. Oh, but, he is so distracting and tempting. Gods, how pathetic is she to be so entirely smitten and devoted to him?
She has already decided of what to tell him of next. While Rhalgr's Reach is not as enchanting as other places she has been? It will give him an idea and perspective to the area for the battle. Before that, however, he had asked a question of her.
All of you. That is the first answer to her mind. Yet, despite his earlier sentiments, she holds it back in favor of a more... nuanced way of speaking. Her hands move to trail down his face and move to the back of his head. Alkaid then presses her forehead to his. ]
I would have you in any way you are comfortable in giving me. I know you wish me to not hold back, but I would not have you change who you are to believe you must to keep me. I am already promised to you... and already yours in so many ways. [ She kisses him lightly. ] I would ask that you simply be Aymeric de Borel, however you find yourself to be you.
[ Then, her head tilts. She leaves gentle kisses along his cheek, jawline, then pauses at the bottom of his ear. ]
I didn't speak of Rhalgr's Reach to you, other than what was in Alphinaud's report. I imagine it was highly lacking...
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Her eyes raise once his does, tips of her ears giving a twitch at the rain she has been dimly aware of. She does not pretend to know or understand how war is planned and fought, but, she cannot imagine it will be made easier with the weather. Alkaid sinks beside him slightly and presses a kiss to his chest once more to show that, despite the moment, she is aware of what the morrow might being.
Despite her attempts, her body shudders beneath his touch. A rush of pleasure strikes her, running from what feels as if the tip of her tail to her ears. Her body moves on instinct to press against his hand to encourage him further. Perhaps he might move to remove her small clothes or even kiss her breast and move his hand between her legs...
Alkaid focuses her thoughts back to the conversation. That is far more important than her instincts or her desires taking her by full force. Oh, but, he is so distracting and tempting. Gods, how pathetic is she to be so entirely smitten and devoted to him?
She has already decided of what to tell him of next. While Rhalgr's Reach is not as enchanting as other places she has been? It will give him an idea and perspective to the area for the battle. Before that, however, he had asked a question of her.
All of you. That is the first answer to her mind. Yet, despite his earlier sentiments, she holds it back in favor of a more... nuanced way of speaking. Her hands move to trail down his face and move to the back of his head. Alkaid then presses her forehead to his. ]
I would have you in any way you are comfortable in giving me. I know you wish me to not hold back, but I would not have you change who you are to believe you must to keep me. I am already promised to you... and already yours in so many ways. [ She kisses him lightly. ] I would ask that you simply be Aymeric de Borel, however you find yourself to be you.
[ Then, her head tilts. She leaves gentle kisses along his cheek, jawline, then pauses at the bottom of his ear. ]
I didn't speak of Rhalgr's Reach to you, other than what was in Alphinaud's report. I imagine it was highly lacking...