[ Lantaa gladly accepts his weight as he melts against her. A gentle nuzzle is given once more to his hair as an odd feeling of content passes through her. Once more the feeling that such a thing has not happened in so very long pushes forward. The mere feeling of holding his exhausted body while comforting him. While the feeling is old, it feels so very new, and she once more realizes it was a sensation she had been missing in her life.
However, now is the time for another way to help him, as he will certainly need the comfort as the night dwells on.
Her eyes slide close as she waits. She wishes she would not have to do such things in this manner. While she does not find herself very seducing? The idea of being such a way is very appealing to her. Yet, that is not quite what this is. The power of suggestion and allure seems to be one that both sides of him strongly respond to. Perhaps there will be a time in which his darker instincts will filter in a more natural and healthier way so she might tend to his needs properly.
'Why not'
A certain thrill runs up her spine at his tone. She knows it is her reaction to his vampiric side. A reaction either caused by being his pair or by their bond through blood is what she is uncertain on. The source of it hardly matters as she feels her heartbeat quicken and her own desire to lean against him. Lantaa instead steels herself against the natural reaction and remains still. She cannot interfere with this moment. He must decide and realize his own actions.
Her eyes only open once more as she realizes he has not only stopped, but curled away. Lantaa tilts her head down to be able to look him in the eyes. Her two-toned gaze meets his red tinted eyes instantly. Within half a moment a wide smile is on her face. Her hands raise to rest on either side of his face as her eyes seem to light up. A true smile, not one tinted by sadness or fear.
Perhaps now he can see just a small piece of what she sees in him. Her knight. ]
Yes, [ her tone remains soft but filled with love and excitement, ] you are better than them. You, Aymeric de Borel, my love. You are better.
[ She gently nudges his nose once more in place of kissing him. However, the happiness at the chance he has begun to realize what she already knows of him spreads through her whole person. Her tail sways side-to-side without restraint. Her thumb moves to once more brush along his lips while the other moves the strands of his hair behind his ear.
As for his questions? Well, they were far more under her suggestion, but, she feels as if she ought to address them as well. ]
What do I need? I need you to be the healthiest and strongest you are capable of being. How else are you to protect me? [ Lantaa's smile somehow widens further. ] Aymeric de Borel... my knight.
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However, now is the time for another way to help him, as he will certainly need the comfort as the night dwells on.
Her eyes slide close as she waits. She wishes she would not have to do such things in this manner. While she does not find herself very seducing? The idea of being such a way is very appealing to her. Yet, that is not quite what this is. The power of suggestion and allure seems to be one that both sides of him strongly respond to. Perhaps there will be a time in which his darker instincts will filter in a more natural and healthier way so she might tend to his needs properly.
'Why not'
A certain thrill runs up her spine at his tone. She knows it is her reaction to his vampiric side. A reaction either caused by being his pair or by their bond through blood is what she is uncertain on. The source of it hardly matters as she feels her heartbeat quicken and her own desire to lean against him. Lantaa instead steels herself against the natural reaction and remains still. She cannot interfere with this moment. He must decide and realize his own actions.
Her eyes only open once more as she realizes he has not only stopped, but curled away. Lantaa tilts her head down to be able to look him in the eyes. Her two-toned gaze meets his red tinted eyes instantly. Within half a moment a wide smile is on her face. Her hands raise to rest on either side of his face as her eyes seem to light up. A true smile, not one tinted by sadness or fear.
Perhaps now he can see just a small piece of what she sees in him. Her knight. ]
Yes, [ her tone remains soft but filled with love and excitement, ] you are better than them. You, Aymeric de Borel, my love. You are better.
[ She gently nudges his nose once more in place of kissing him. However, the happiness at the chance he has begun to realize what she already knows of him spreads through her whole person. Her tail sways side-to-side without restraint. Her thumb moves to once more brush along his lips while the other moves the strands of his hair behind his ear.
As for his questions? Well, they were far more under her suggestion, but, she feels as if she ought to address them as well. ]
What do I need? I need you to be the healthiest and strongest you are capable of being. How else are you to protect me? [ Lantaa's smile somehow widens further. ] Aymeric de Borel... my knight.