That gets a physical reaction, a shiver and slight tremble through him. It's not unpleasant. "You will most definitely be dangerous, my Sweetling." Praise for her, and moving to seek her mouth out for a kiss.
He's very much enjoying it so far too. It's rare he can be surprised. Soft kisses, before they turned deeper. Hands moving up to stroke her hair and cheek, hold her steady. Still illusioned to look like a Jotunn proper.
"I hope you're prepared to sleep in, Sweetling. I don't have an early morning again." Spoken against her mouth, returning those kisses. Shifting only slightly to both pull her closer, and lean her back against the pillows.
His only verbal response is laughter, pleased and amused chuckles. He'll happily lay claim right back. They have all night, and into the morning. He intends to make the most of it, if she'll join him.
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Right now though, she floods their link with acceptance, of him in whatever form he takes.
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She tastes him and nibbles at his lips.
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She's going to be laying claim to him all night.
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