[ If his is a romantic notion, then hers must surely be as well. If she might reinvent herself, why can't he? He could not shed titles or names, but, perhaps the might be able to see him as the man he surely is underneath the exterior of the stoic vampire. She can feel the compassion inside him, even if he has it so very locked away inside him. So much of him seems to wish to be heard and touched as he has locked himself away.
An affirmative but lazy twitch of her ears happens at the sound of her true name coming from him. Only to be followed by her all but melting against him ay the touch of her ear. She moves with his direction to press further against him, noticing how close she is to his bare neck. The urge to kiss him strikes again, but he has not given her the command nor inclination to perform such a thing.
Instead, her head tilts further into his hand so he might touch her more. She settles perfectly into his hold, as if made for it, and places all her weight against him and on the bed beneath him. ]
Aymeric.
[ My Aymeric.
She had known his name due to her price, but, it has much more meaning now. A name given willing and in a form of trust. A true name. Her heart gives a flutter as those ancient feelings seem to seep deeper into her.
Her tail brushes against his leg lazily as she continues to float in the dizzy feelings brought on by his orders. Her eyes flick to his face despite how she seems to almost be puddy in his hands; willing to be reshaped by him. ]
Home... [ A pause as she gently moves her forehead against his jaw as if to nudge it. ] A spell to protect home... I can place a spell...
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An affirmative but lazy twitch of her ears happens at the sound of her true name coming from him. Only to be followed by her all but melting against him ay the touch of her ear. She moves with his direction to press further against him, noticing how close she is to his bare neck. The urge to kiss him strikes again, but he has not given her the command nor inclination to perform such a thing.
Instead, her head tilts further into his hand so he might touch her more. She settles perfectly into his hold, as if made for it, and places all her weight against him and on the bed beneath him. ]
Aymeric.
[ My Aymeric.
She had known his name due to her price, but, it has much more meaning now. A name given willing and in a form of trust. A true name. Her heart gives a flutter as those ancient feelings seem to seep deeper into her.
Her tail brushes against his leg lazily as she continues to float in the dizzy feelings brought on by his orders. Her eyes flick to his face despite how she seems to almost be puddy in his hands; willing to be reshaped by him. ]
Home... [ A pause as she gently moves her forehead against his jaw as if to nudge it. ] A spell to protect home... I can place a spell...