The Book of You and I

Feeling his tail wrap around her and lay over hers, Azariah gave a soft smile and leaned more against him, taking in the sights of his home. For a good, while nothing was said as she openly gawked at their surroundings, the darker it got the more lights began to glow, and eventually they were silhouetted by natural night lights. Blood rubies wandered everywhere, mostly sneaking glances at him as the lights changed and seemed to swirl over the handsome face of Ulric. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him, and while she tried her best to take in the sights, they seemed to be dull when compared to him. One fae creature caught her attention as it sat on a glowing mushroom that grew from one of the trees, it was motioning toward the male and wiggling what could only be called eyebrows at him. The action brought a smile to her face, though the expression quickly changed to one of shock as she felt his gentle lick at her ear.

Her eyes were wide as she turned her head to meet the bright silver of his own gaze, the glow bringing out even more defining features in their depths as his perfectly scarred lips formed a question she didn't quite understand for a moment. What had he asked her? Ah, yes, was it a good surprise? Was what a good surprise? Her smile returned and while she was speechless even from a small show of affection as a lick to get her attention, she managed to finally answer him as she searched his gaze. "It is better than I could have ever imagined. I am so glad you asked me to come with you!" She too spoke quietly, as if she might break the mood if she spoke too loudly. It was then that she reached up and planted a sweet lick against his cheek, then pulled back to look meet his gaze once more. "Thank you for bringing me here, I simply love it!" She spoke softly, though excited and a bit breathless. Tucking her dainty head under his chin, she boldly burrowed her face into his chest, finding herself freer with her affections than she ever had been before.

Ulric brought out the bravery in her, what had kept her going the whole time she was alone. He soothed her anxiety in a way no other had, including her own parents when they had been alive. And if he allowed such close contact - not that she thought he wouldn't at this point - she would relax into him and listen to the beat of his heart while she watched the mangrove around them pulse with life to its cadence. There was peace with Ulric that she had not been able to find anywhere else in her travels. If their interactions were fated to be brief or long, she would be thankful for every moment of it. It was an odd sensation to feel as if she had known him for their whole lives, but there was something so natural with him. So easy it was to fall into him and lean toward him, to allow physical contact at all. It was something she could grow used to, and she craved more of him. She was falling for him faster than anticipated, but it was an easy fall, and she suspected that he would catch her.