Working together

There was little doubt in her mind that Albion would want to keep going. After all, he had been the one to put her in this position and the way he was feeling over her body and returning her passionate kiss left little room for her to doubt his desire. Still, with the way their future together and the state of their relationship was still up in the air she couldn't help but ask and perhaps in a way it was more just to tease him than anything else–a way for her to either push him toward what she really wanted or to have them move on from this heavy making out and feeling over one another. Perhaps she should have some kind of concern or show some kind of caution over rushing into a sexual relationship like this, but she didn't. With how she was raised and the way she had seen her parents live her view of physical affections was less serious than some.

As she expected, he assured her that he did want more, the words and the way he raised a brow at her question making a wider, more amused grin pull at her lips. Still, as he went on to question whether or not they should wait until they were wed, it did make her pause, wondering just how much of that concern was real and how much of it was teasing. Her immediate reaction was to laugh and brush it off, but the words stuck behind her lips. Perhaps it was just the way he phrased it that stopped her–the assuredness of when they were wed, not if. It was at least enough to catch her off guard and pause for a moment, searching his face and his bright, ice blue gaze for some sort of sign of whether he was serious or not. She couldn't quite put her paw on how it made her feel as she realized this was the first time the thought of their marriage to be felt real, that he might actually put up with everything she was asking of him to stay with her and see this union through.

When she finally pushed past her own thoughts, her expression had softened slightly with emotion she hadn't expected to feel, a little smile tugging at her lips as her paws rubbed along his neck and shoulders again and she tipped her muzzle up to press another, softer kiss to his lips. "Perhaps we should, but I don't want to stop and I don't think you really do either," she replied quietly against his lips. She finally pulled him into another kiss, this one far deeper and more passionate than the last, letting her actions speak for her when words seemed to fail. She had come into this date ready to take him as far as he wanted to go, but now she truly wanted him. Maybe he hadn't thought much of the statement when he said it, but he was showing his true colors in these moments and was quickly earning her trust and hope that this all might actually work out.

"Avacyn Mendacium"