you're the satellite

Slowly but surely, Romulus could see the gears moving behind Lillith's ruby eyes and see the confident gleam returning to those beautiful jewels in her silver-toned face. He just managed to see the little grin on her face in the dark, silvery moonlight just barely keeping her illuminated for him. She agreed with him, and just like that, Roman had his purpose. He would stay around the castle long enough to learn the foreign lands and find where he wanted to settle down—if he wanted to settle down at all—and bring Lillith along with him on his adventures. He'd get to learn the lands his family came from and she'd get to go out into the world and build up her strength and stamina. Then neither of them would have to be alone either! He certainly didn't mind a cute girl like her hanging around with him for a while. He could already imagine the trouble two friends like them could get into.

Romulus couldn't suppress the little shiver his body made when Lillith trailed those claws of hers through his fur as her paws retreated, leaving a lingering tingle on his skin that made him miss her touch instantly. His ears caught the sleepy sigh that left her. It was still very late, and she must be exhausted. Giving her side another slow stroke, Roman leaned closer until he could gently boop his nose against hers, their muzzles hovering less than an inch apart. "Let's get some sleep, yeah? I promise I'll be right here to keep the bad dreams away," he whispered to her in the stillness of the night. He knew he'd get hell if her father came down and saw their beds pushed together, but he didn't give a damn. He'd just wake up early and fix things if he had to, but he was going to watch over Lillith until she fell asleep all night if he had to.

"Romulus Armada"