She wouldn't stop him though neither would she encourage him to go any further. Isolde was certainly far more innocent than he was and even now would remain oblivious to the further pleasure they could bring to one and other. Once more he would trail kisses up her spine, pulling away from her enough to bring his lips to her ears. "Do you want more?" He would question, whispering the words into her ear "Will you be mine?" If his earlier compliment could have had a better delivery then the two little questions he presented her with now certainly could have been phrased in a better manner. It was surely the attempt at manners that counted though, and he would of course only move with her word, in the mean time he would continue to nuzzle her as he awaited an answer.
but i don't really mind i don't really mind at all
