Childhood had been put far behind the pair quite some time ago in Soliloquy's opinion. He had never exactly been entirely innocent, born into a far different environment to his princess here. They had changed since their initial meeting, it was hard to believe that occasion was now a year ago. Even then however Soliloquy had never viewed Isolde as a child nor himself for that matter. Now however they had officially entered their adult years, though neither cared to realise it Isolde's scent and current instincts were the obvious truth of that fact.
Though he had clearly won the girl now he still continued to dote upon her as he had in the initial stages of their relationship. Those compliments would spill easily from his lips now, they had become habits as much as they were still his honest opinions. A wonderful routine consumed their lives, he would settle for it for now especially in these precious days where it seemed Isolde simply couldn't get enough of him nor he of her. And there now were the first hints that she couldn't take this waiting, a plead to stop teasing.
"I'm teasing, my dear?" He questioned almost innocently, as if he had no idea quite what he actions were doing to her. The sly smile of course gave away his act entirely. No longer would he touch her however, lips hovering close to her ear, certainly still teasing as sultry tones would whisper. "What shall I do then?"
