Feeling a lil nostalgic

"You want to." Az repeated softly, a hint of wonder lacing his tone. He recognized the gravity of her decision, the sacrifice she was willing to make, and it humbled him. She continued by listing off her conditions - all methodical and sensible like - giving this very uncharacteristic agreement a strange semblance of... normalcy? Perhaps it was her way of compartmentalizing, Azure considered, an attempt to mold this offering into something she could live with.

A sigh slipped past his lips, warm breath mingling with her fur as he moved closer. "The gifts I've given you - the things I've done for you - they were never meant as... transactions."  Seating himself before her, he gently drew her in with his paws, craving her touch with an intensity that surprised even him. It was like the thirst of an addict suddenly reawakened, the need for her presence a physical ache.

"Your conditions are simple enough. I am more than capable of keeping this to myself." His voice faltered slightly. "And I have nowhere left to keep anyone, even if I wanted to." The admission felt like a betrayal of self, one painful enough to draw out a flinch.

"However," Azure's tone grew serious, his words underlined with authority. He drew back his head from the embrace, leaning away so he might catch his mate's gaze and hold it. "I am offended that you think I could ever like anyone more then I like you. You are my unparalleled obsession. The mother of my children. My irreplaceable mate. And should you find the task too... difficult.. you only need to say the word. My need for this... 'hobby', will never outweigh my need for you. Okay?"

"Speech"