Ever.
Not with Delphine, nor with any other woman.
Not with the flu holding him tight.
But for her, he would.
As he shifted to get up and her arm wrapped around him he melted back into her. He pulled the ursur covers back up over them, twisting after she placed her dangerously sensual kisses along his spine. His throat rumbled with all of the pleasant feelings that rolled through him, the rivers of her over the attuned bond unable to be dammed. His face softened and he smiled an eye-wrinkling smile, placing soft kisses to the center of her forehead. "As you so desire," he whispered warmly against her cheek, trailing kisses down until he was tracing the length of her jawbone and running down the side of her neck. He felt her pulse against his lips and it made his own cheeks flare a sunset red. He arms hungrily curled around her body, as if he could bring her into his own and they could become one flesh.
It might just stop the pain
