preferring one another's time together is entirely and unquestionably mutual. it's a bit startling, however, how much amelia has grown accustomed to rob's presence despite their rocky start. she's a reserved woman, stubbornly so, and she never considered another being to become a potential companion. she's a stoically cold woman first and foremost especially as the head of the vampire species in these troubling times. she's also a docile woman with a vestige of warmth especially to those who aren't of her ilk because she respects them for she respects the pack leader that's in front of her now.
warmth blossoms between them as they share another feverish kiss only to let out a delicate huff of air when robert presses her against the wall beside the mantle. a ravenous desire sets her blood aflame, her teeth nipping his bottom lip in consequence of that desire. she wouldn't call this love, quite yet. it'll be something she must dwell on a much later date while she busies herself combing a hand through his hair from his nape only to grip the roots and gives it a firm tug.
" i ought to tease you more often. losing your usual resolve like this... i love it. " she breathlessly mutters against his lips, daring to laugh lightly in both in jest and playfulness in equal measure.
Robert in no way carries as much prestige as she happens to have, but he carries himself in a way that might make it seems as if he does. Whether that makes him some sort of a liar or just a very good actor is up for debate, but he holds himself in a manner that showcases he's confident in his own abilities in this entirely upside down world. A steady footing when everything around is shaken up is certainly nothing to turn your nose up at. They both seemed to have earned one another's respect rather quickly, which is only showcasing itself now.
He doesn't mean to be so aggressive off the bat, but he knows she can handle it, so he doesn't dwell on it longer than a beat. A low rumble finds itself building in his chest when her fingers curl and tug at the nape of his neck, meeting her gaze as his heart pounds eagerly in his chest. She's teasing, which is only affirmed by her sweet little remark.
"No one gets to see me like this... Consider yourself lucky." He breathes, tongue chasing for her lips as he brings himself back to them in another kiss. His hands set themselves upon her hips, touching, exploring, remembering each curve his palms have the pleasure of feeling. "Think we'll be spotted in here?" The alpha asks breathlessly, leaning down against her neck to place hungry kisses all over.
