[The sound of her voice urges him on as always, the want and desire that had been building and simmering ready to overflow now that they have nothing to impede them. But her actions stop him, face rising to watch her kiss that ring and send another ripple through him.
Marry me.
Marry me.
Marry me right now.
Not an ask but a demand, a desperate want that threatens to leave his mouth but is forced to swallow. Words that she will see clearly in his eyes because as easy as it would be to just "propose" as he used to, he once again feels that he doesn't want to. Not like this.
He's not sure if she is referring to the real proposal or just the night in general, but it doesn't matter. The flame has been lit and he only responds by rushing in to take her roughly by the lips, the sound of the dress tearing mixed with the thud of the couch hitting the wall and their muffled voices and breaths as he doesn't let up for a moment.
Usually he has better restraint, even work her words against her and be deliberately slower, but not tonight. Not right now as clothes, jewels, and coins are soon strewn across the floor.]
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Marry me.
Marry me.
Marry me right now.
Not an ask but a demand, a desperate want that threatens to leave his mouth but is forced to swallow. Words that she will see clearly in his eyes because as easy as it would be to just "propose" as he used to, he once again feels that he doesn't want to. Not like this.
He's not sure if she is referring to the real proposal or just the night in general, but it doesn't matter. The flame has been lit and he only responds by rushing in to take her roughly by the lips, the sound of the dress tearing mixed with the thud of the couch hitting the wall and their muffled voices and breaths as he doesn't let up for a moment.
Usually he has better restraint, even work her words against her and be deliberately slower, but not tonight. Not right now as clothes, jewels, and coins are soon strewn across the floor.]