[ Her weight sinks against him for the briefest of moments once he makes his declaration. Gods, she wishes to believe it with her entire being. The statement is quite grand to promise. So many various things could stop them, or even make it impossible for him to keep his promise. However, for the first time in perhaps a few life times? She decides to hope that he will be able to. That perhaps this time they can keep anything from pulling them apart. ]
I want to. [ Her voice is still hushed, even if she sounds far more confident in it now than she had before. ] I want to go with you.
[ Another nudge is given. ] Then, that is what you'll be. My pair.
[ While there is a tone of ownership? Lantaa finds herself not caring much of all. Miqo'te tribes have nuhns and mates, and she is certain that his darker instincts attached to an idea of claiming and ownership already. Her clan was lost long ago, but, perhaps he would have her join his family. Perhaps not by marriage or anything formal. Surely, as a knight, he would be expected to marry a noble woman...
Even if her heart sinks at the idea of him marrying another.
Yet, is it not rather soon to think of marriage?
A mental note is made of the area he seems to find pleasurable and comfortable with her kissing before making her way back up his neck with kisses. He leans into her and a sound of her own pleasure is made in return. She moves from small gentle kisses to open mouth ones and presses once more to him. Her tail raises and drops to the mattress as she feels her own arousal building by simply being against him and the lingering euphoria from his feeding. They may prove to be a dangerous pair in the terms of unrestricted passions.
If he ever takes the moment to tilt her head up to his, he will see her two-toned eyes seem to have taken and under color of redness to them. He has not turned her by any means. Instead, it is more akin to her own instincts reacting to his. Almost as if hers are reaching out to him to be claimed as his... in whichever way he would make that declaration. ]
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I want to. [ Her voice is still hushed, even if she sounds far more confident in it now than she had before. ] I want to go with you.
[ Another nudge is given. ] Then, that is what you'll be. My pair.
[ While there is a tone of ownership? Lantaa finds herself not caring much of all. Miqo'te tribes have nuhns and mates, and she is certain that his darker instincts attached to an idea of claiming and ownership already. Her clan was lost long ago, but, perhaps he would have her join his family. Perhaps not by marriage or anything formal. Surely, as a knight, he would be expected to marry a noble woman...
Even if her heart sinks at the idea of him marrying another.
Yet, is it not rather soon to think of marriage?
A mental note is made of the area he seems to find pleasurable and comfortable with her kissing before making her way back up his neck with kisses. He leans into her and a sound of her own pleasure is made in return. She moves from small gentle kisses to open mouth ones and presses once more to him. Her tail raises and drops to the mattress as she feels her own arousal building by simply being against him and the lingering euphoria from his feeding. They may prove to be a dangerous pair in the terms of unrestricted passions.
If he ever takes the moment to tilt her head up to his, he will see her two-toned eyes seem to have taken and under color of redness to them. He has not turned her by any means. Instead, it is more akin to her own instincts reacting to his. Almost as if hers are reaching out to him to be claimed as his... in whichever way he would make that declaration. ]
A-and I'm your pair.