[ His question has clearly caught her off guard. She had explained once that she did not want her partner to be that of her tribe. Her mate was to be hers and hers alone, after seeing the distinct level of dissatisfaction both her and K'thisru's mother had over sharing their father. How could she though, when the inclination of all those of her form of Miqo'te would bond into clans with one, perhaps a handful, of mating males? It served them well and saw their kind continue on for centuries... but... ]
All I had ever wanted was a mate to call my own. One I would not have to share with another. One that I didn't have to worry if my children would be accepted by another's. [ Her shoulders curl as a light pink takes her face. ] I... I'm fairly certain you have already made that dream come true.
[ She nods to his next statement, intending to continue along the lines of explaining the plight that Gyr Abania finds itself in. Anything she might have said blanks from her mind when he takes her breast into his hand. A bolt of eletricty seems to rush down her spine and into her tail. It straightens underneath the blanket and a pleased sound escapes her. It feels as if her heart is pounding a million yalms a moment and instincts take over her. Alkaid shifts forward into his hold, electing another pleased sound. She has to force her mind back to the conversation to keep her hips from rocking against him and being lost entirely in the moment.
Although, it is a welcomed distraction from her emotions threatening to spill out. A shake of her head is afforded to his query, being far from cold, and merely upset. Again, she moves to respond, only to find herself once again robbed of speech as he kisses the side of her breast. Her head tilts into the hand at her ear, practically rubbing into his hold on her person. If she had thought maintaining any sort of propriety was difficult that night so many months ago? Then this was certainly beyond returning to that notion.
She exhales unsteadily as she tries to focus her mind on their conversation. His hands where they are make it feel as if small twinges of electricity are running throughout her body, and she is not entirely certain what to do or say next. Save, perhaps, pushing her hips to his once more, but she does her utmost to keep some control. ]
Then, I'm taking you there... Rhalgr's Reach... t-the Wall. E-even to Gridania if desire. Anywhere as we move home. [ Her head turns to press kisses along the side of his neck. Each breaths he takes seems quicker but yet deeper at the same time. What can she do to make him feel the same way? She moves to pressing open mouth kisses along his body and collarbone. ] Where can we go where we can be together? So you can feel whole? Part of me stays with you when I go so far way...
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[ His question has clearly caught her off guard. She had explained once that she did not want her partner to be that of her tribe. Her mate was to be hers and hers alone, after seeing the distinct level of dissatisfaction both her and K'thisru's mother had over sharing their father. How could she though, when the inclination of all those of her form of Miqo'te would bond into clans with one, perhaps a handful, of mating males? It served them well and saw their kind continue on for centuries... but... ]
All I had ever wanted was a mate to call my own. One I would not have to share with another. One that I didn't have to worry if my children would be accepted by another's. [ Her shoulders curl as a light pink takes her face. ] I... I'm fairly certain you have already made that dream come true.
[ She nods to his next statement, intending to continue along the lines of explaining the plight that Gyr Abania finds itself in. Anything she might have said blanks from her mind when he takes her breast into his hand. A bolt of eletricty seems to rush down her spine and into her tail. It straightens underneath the blanket and a pleased sound escapes her. It feels as if her heart is pounding a million yalms a moment and instincts take over her. Alkaid shifts forward into his hold, electing another pleased sound. She has to force her mind back to the conversation to keep her hips from rocking against him and being lost entirely in the moment.
Although, it is a welcomed distraction from her emotions threatening to spill out. A shake of her head is afforded to his query, being far from cold, and merely upset. Again, she moves to respond, only to find herself once again robbed of speech as he kisses the side of her breast. Her head tilts into the hand at her ear, practically rubbing into his hold on her person. If she had thought maintaining any sort of propriety was difficult that night so many months ago? Then this was certainly beyond returning to that notion.
She exhales unsteadily as she tries to focus her mind on their conversation. His hands where they are make it feel as if small twinges of electricity are running throughout her body, and she is not entirely certain what to do or say next. Save, perhaps, pushing her hips to his once more, but she does her utmost to keep some control. ]
Then, I'm taking you there... Rhalgr's Reach... t-the Wall. E-even to Gridania if desire. Anywhere as we move home. [ Her head turns to press kisses along the side of his neck. Each breaths he takes seems quicker but yet deeper at the same time. What can she do to make him feel the same way? She moves to pressing open mouth kisses along his body and collarbone. ] Where can we go where we can be together? So you can feel whole? Part of me stays with you when I go so far way...