Silver Moonlight

Heat spread through Romulus' body like liquid fire pouring through his veins when he felt Lillith's lips push as eagerly against his, drawing low rumbles of delight when he felt a dainty paw rise to caress his cheek and urge him to remain in their kiss and embrace with her subtle body language. This time, there was no resistance or panic from Lillith; the girl gave herself fully over to their kiss, the passion not burning her quite as severely as before, or if it was she was hiding it very well. When their lips parted and her garnet eyes opened again, he noticed her attention focused entirely on his lips, seeing the yearning in those eyes and smirking a bit. She was getting addicted to kissing and passion and desire, it seemed.

Another rumble of delight came from the silvery brute when the little silver and snow fae's mouth moved to kiss along his chin and jawline, agreeing that this was a better first kiss and then apologizing for being so difficult. Roman gave her a teasingly stern look and booped the end of her snout with his own, giving her slender body a gentle squeeze in his forelegs. "You are not difficult. You're just different," he replied in a hushed tone, gently ushering her head down so he could plant a tender kiss on her crown. "Different is unique. I like different."

Roman was loving the chaste little kisses of her lips against his jaw, and the sounds he was making in response were proof of his enjoyment. He could have easily stayed up all night kissing and loving on Lil, but the lateness of the hour was beginning to get to him, and he knew Lillith would need her rest. "We should probably be getting some sleep." He peered down at his little Adravendi lover, giving her a little grin, though there was some noticeable hesitancy in his steel eyes to let her go. "Would, uh..." He paused, a little uncharacteristic blush of shyness crossing his cheeks. "Would you like me to spend the night...? Y'know, for like, cuddling?"

"Speech"