He watched her carefully. Unsure if she'd agree or not. He couldn't - wouldn't- force her to be his. Even though he claimed as such, but ultimately it was her choice in the end. But it seemed he was in luck and Gostir felt her press into his growing mane. Repeating her name but with a new title and a new family. It caused a rumble in his chest, one of passion for her and greed. She was his and he was hers. It was true his family was polygamous but for Gostir, Sana was all he needed. She nipped at him playfully, teasingly, and he'd return by nipping at her ear. Easy there your majesty, tempting a dragon is a dangerous game. OH but he loved these games of theirs. Neither had made it "official" but it was there. He wanted her, but he was patient for her.

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I'm not scared of you. Sana aimed to lovebite and hold for just a moment his jaws at his neck before pulling away. Her two tones of eyes looking up as she leaned aways from him and made sure he could see the smug look on her, quite happy, face as she said - We both know I'm stronger than you. She teased him. It was already fun to tantalize Gostir (a miracle really he hasn't left for that behavior alone...) but a different sort of urge was building. Boundaries she wanted to push and wanted to see him push back. She took a step backwards, letting herself put space between them. Instantly getting her own desires to close the space between them again but wanting to see him do it, wanting to see the desire in his eyes for her. She really knew not the path she was wandering she only knew how feverishly good being wanted was...

He knew she wasn't scared of him. He never wanted that. Only that she loved him as much as he loved her. Fear was not something he wanted in this relationship; at least not between them. Fiery jewels flashed with a new gleam, one he could feel in the Pit of his stomach as she bit and held on for a split second. It was there and when she moved away his paws instantly had him standing and moving towards her. His head lowered as he aimed to push it into her neck before lavishing her in kisses. His throat and chest rumbled with want. With need for her. For that wonderful thing called lust.

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He pressed against the back of her neck with affection and warmth. Sana's chest blossomed with a warm, fond, sound and chuff in his direction as she turned her head around towards him and aimed another taunting nip, followed by a kiss, to the side of his muzzle. Yes. Healthy or not she found that look on his face and the feverish intent with which he followed her to be enjoyable. For someone consistently fearing abandonment and affirmation he was giving her all she desired and more. It filled the deep holes and wounds of her heart and soul, sweeping in while her thoughts subsided and instinctual momentum began to carry her. She would continue to step away from him, slowly and never with any sign of intention of getting away or want to stop. Just silent building of the tension, the climb of the mountain. Her path aligned to the tunnels not that far down the shore, someplace quiet they could settle in for awhile and be together.

/ exit & fade?

He didn't think this was toxic, not how they grew their relationship but someone else might see it so much differently. But right now, it didn't matter. What mattered to Gostir currently was the lioness in front of him who was leading him away from the pools they had been lounging in and towards the tunnels nearby. Ears twisting as occasionally his fiery jewels glanced around but always returning his focus directly to Sana who had his sole attention. Large form following herself as if he had a collar and a leash wrapped around his very throat. But once they were safely tucked into the tunnels, he lavished her with kisses and lavished her in passion. Just them against the world.

exit via fade.

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