All For You

Azzurra watched Balthier's expression change as soon as she began to question him on what they were and what they were and she felt that now familiar nervous pit in her stomach. She didn't know what kind of answer she expected, but him not knowing didn't necessarily surprise her. Neither of them seemed to know even though when they set off on their own she had felt so confident and so sure when she was with him. Everything had pivoted so suddenly and in the course of a night everything she had thought she had known got twisted and confused. She was glad that he kept his voice and his temper down this time, at least for now, but it felt forced. The nervous butterflies in her stomach fluttered harder at his insistence that he loved her more than anything. On one hand she felt like she couldn't deny or doubt that statement. He had given up and given her so much just to make sure she was cared for and provided everything for her, but if he really loved her then why was there always this strange look on his face after they were together? Why did she always feel like there was always this dark regret rolling off of him when they were done?

Before she could even manage a response to his declaration of love she noticed him leaning his muzzle down to hers and felt his forelegs wrapping more tightly around her, his pleading making her heart patter uneasily. "Balthier..." she gasped uncertainly, her ears pinned back against her head, but his lips claimed hers before she could move or pull away. Confusing desire and twisted among the uncertainty, her conflicting emotions battling with one another as she half-heartedly returned his kiss. She enjoyed how she felt when they were together, the pleasure nearly outweighing everything else, but the way he rushed right into this affection while she was trying to talk to him about what had been eating away at them for ages now didn't sit right with her. She managed to pull away after a few moments and her paws on his chest pushed away from him a bit, but she didn't get far. He was much stronger than her and his forelegs around her kept her from pulling away. "Balthier, I... I don't know if we should..." she whispered, her voice quiet and breathless. "Shouldn't we... Shouldn't we talk about this?"

"Azzurra & Balthier"