He remained seated, watching her as she seemed to think through his request. Things between them felt like they were destined to be complicated. From hate, to passion, to uncertainty. Her second request cut sharp and unexpectedly. He let out a sharp breath of his own in surprise. Surprise on how it hurt that she didn’t, and with how much he wanted to change that.
She rose up to meet his superior height and pressed her lips to his. He wrapped a paw gently about her. Cradling her against him. Returning the affection in a long, drawn out kiss. When they parted for air, he looked down at her bright eyes and ran a large paw carefully between her ears. Affectionate, soft, like the look in his eyes. “I want you to be able to trust me, as well.” He said softly. “What can I do to earn it?”
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