Wicked Game

Walk | Talk | Think

With his paws at her hips, he declined her offer to move, assuring her in his own words that she was fine where she was. The golden-eyed woman smiled, permitting another chuckle, as she watched her husband and mate. Truly, she felt wonderful, more like herself than she had been feeling since the accident during the earthquake. It was as if the rift that had been created between who she had once been and who she wished to be had finally been bridged, and even her lack of a functioning right eye made no difference any longer. If she could manage in her own way to surprise her husband even in this state then there was no limit to what else Tahlia could do.

Her eyes closed briefly, indulgently, as he kissed her and then peered into his face as he spoke curiously of where her knowledge for their previous act had come from. She was entirely unprepared for it and easily embarrassed though she was just as shocked by his casual tone, shifting slightly atop him. Nothing was out of bounds for him. "It may have been told to me once," she answered evasively, being as truthful as she dared while trying to mask her surprise as their new topic of conversation, "but never before put into practice. Until you." Only with Bane would she ever find herself speaking so plainly of such things. And, looking back, she was glad to have shared this special moment with him alone. She was sure no one deserved that sort of...gift more than him.

But she could not stay embarrassed very long. His ease with the subject made it easier on her to get through it, much the same way she had been able to keep her courage while treating him. Reaching, Tahlia turned her head to nuzzle the side of his neck with her cheek, drawing away so her seeing left eye met his right as she stared down at him. "Happy birthday, my husband. My love," she murmured softly, placing a gentle kiss against the side of his muzzle and then across his lips sweetly.