its a bitter world and id rather dream

However much the possibility of his death loomed over the silver marked titan he wouldn’t invite the possibility vocally. Iolaire didn’t either, as she agreed with him, Roan would bring her the bear’s head. He wouldn’t doubt himself, he couldn’t. He had to come back to his beloved. Forever he’d always have the thought at the back of his mind, Dapple was gone because of his mistake. He’d never forget her or her loss. What was and what would be was difficult to focus on when he had Iolaire pressed tightly against him though.

He hummed deeply at the feeling of her teeth against his jaw, she made electricity course over his skin. Roan completely forgot about the task looming before him as Iolaire spoke to him suggestively. He grinned mischievously as excitement bubbled in his belly, he wanted the dainty healer. More than just physically, his heart needed her just as much and more. ”Are you?” He questioned with deep vocals as her tongue raced over his lips. ”Maybe that’s what I want in my wife?” He questioned while shifting his huge body to envelope her, pressing his chest to her as he straddled her delicate frame. He teased her a bit, and besides pushing her to a more vulnerable position withheld his affections as he waited to see what she’d say or do.