And all I can think about is, yes, I want children.And all I can think about is, yes, I want children. I want to have them, here, in the Castle. I want you to be there for them. And I want P'nyssa there for them." "We still have the trouble that we've yet to find the legendary 'nice girl.'" He chuckled. "Yeah, that is a problem. But P'nyssa and I were talking." About what? I wondered. I wanted to press him for more, but I decided to quell my curiosity. I could wait. But something he said occurred to me. "You and Nyss were talking? See, I think you two qualify as 'buddies.'" He laughed. "No, that's not right, either. I don't think there's a good word for it. But I do like her. It's a nice feeling. It means that if I want you, I can accept her. Unconditionally." "Well, on one condition." "No, not really. P'nyssa's about as unlikely to try and seduce me as Ress is to visit Rhysh of her own free will." I chuckled, leaning back and closing my eyes as I rested against his chest. "I love you," he said. "I know. I love you too." He nodded quietly, his claws reaching up and scratching my chest lightly. I squirmed slightly under his touch. "Don't tickle," I said, "Or I'll do it back." He smiled and said, "Good luck," as he gently pinched my nipple between his fingers. I sighed, going all limp and lightheaded on him. As he rolled it softly, I closed my eyes and sighed, concentrating, feeling this small point of sheer pleasure sending it's signals to my brain. "Oh, Aaden," I sighed. "I do love you so." "Come on," he said. "Let's go back to the castle." I smiled. "Yeah." We walked back towards the light glowing through the crack in the rocks where the Castle hovered. It was still early enough at night that the garden lights were still on, and a few people lounged around the lagoon. |