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Her face dusts with a soft blush as she continues, “I love his arms~ he’s strong an can lift me with ‘em with no problem.. an’ you shoul’ see him when he’s training or workin’ out. Maybe i jus’ like men who could, in theory, man handle me like it’s nothin an’ toss me around a little bit, aye~? nice hands, too~ and lastly.. i’ve always liked how he always matched my flirtin’.. it’s nice, when y’ can tell someone finds y’ as attractive as you find them- plus a bit of banter and shite is great foreplay~” Theres so, so much more she can say- after all, she married the man- but that would have to do for now.

Vendetta snorts out an amused huff of a laugh- arms crossed and a smirk crossing his features as his head tilts to the side, sending long two-toned hair cascading over his shoulder. “oh, you wanna know, huh~? you sure? it’s probably gonna be can’t promise some answers aren’t gonna be fuckin dirty~” He shrugs his shoulders, tail swaying lazily behind him and lightly scraping against the ground. “Alright, if you insist~” A deep, gravely chuckle escapes him, “Legs. Rabbit’s on the taller, lanky side, right? so he’s got great, long legs.. perfect for running my hands over or leaving hickies on, especially those thighs~” The tiefling’s smirk grows, seemingly quite pleased with himself- and to be fair, he was- as well as already lost in thought about his lovers aforementioned legs and what he’d like to do with them.. “heh. i love the way his voice sounds.. especially when he’s moaning and screaming my name~ I’ve had countless people scream for me before, in the arena or in the bedroom, but nothing compares to how my name sounds coming from him..” Despite the obvious sexual implications, there was something almost soft about the end of his statement. He pauses then, eyes and posture softening a little. the last one was far more... intimate and telling then he liked to be.. it let on to too much about him, and about their relationship. but.. Ven sighs softly, tail twitching again in discomfort. “.. i also like how kind he is. don’t start calling me a fuckin softie or anything- but Talyn is... different. He’s gentle and kind and caring and all that shit, even when he shouldn’t be- even when he’s dealing with an asshole like me. It’s nice, and makes me feel weird or whatever and i like that about him so... yeah.” a pause. “...alright thats it, so fuck off.”

Morning turns bright red- straightening up with an embarrassed little squeak as her hands tug nervously on her skirt. It wasn’t as if she was short answers.. it would be harder for her to list things she didn’t find attractive about him, as there wasn’t really anything she could think of- it was just that... well, saying them out loud where anyone other then Kairo could hear it made her.. nervous.   “o-oh- well.. He’s kind, sweet and gentle- a-and always so patient with me, even when i’m too nervous or sick to do something on my own.” She smiles softly, her gaze shyly falling to the ground. “um, i’ll count that as one answer? um.. he’s.. big-” Her blush deepens and she bristles, her hands shooting up to frantically wave in the air as if trying to dismiss her own words. “Ah- no- that came out wrong! i don’t mean in terms of like- ah, i-i mean he IS, but meant it like.. he’s bigger then me, and very strong and i sort of like that he can carry me like i don’t weigh anything, and his muscles and hands are so-” By this point, her pale skin is almost entirely red- and should any of her family or caretakers have been in the room, they’d likely worry she would simply pass out cold on the ground if she didn’t soon calm herself. She whines, covering her face with her hands and trying to steady her racing heart and shallow breathing. after a few moments, she seems to collect herself enough to at least finish answering the question. “...sorry. um- lastly... his eyes. they’re very pretty, and perhaps this is.. another, separate thing, but i.. i like the way he looks at me. like im precious and wonderful, and not a burden or too weak to do anything... it’s nice. he’s- he’s nice..”

She hums thoughtfully, biting her lip as she twirls a lock of curly red hair around one delicate finger- her gaze darting away almost bashfully. There where a great many things attractive about the good doctor, things of her own preference as well things that any person with functional eyes could see with ease. Frankly it was almost unfair how long the list was, and that was simultaneously what had originally drew her to him- as well as why she kept a safe distance at first. But she was getting off track.. Tilting her head to the side, Marigold sighs over dramatically even as she’s unable to hold back her small smile. “His voice, first of all... i suspect no who’s met him is shocked by that one. The way he says your name is enough to give a lady goosebumps sometimes. Secondly, i personally really fancy his tattoos.. never thought that was something i’d find attractive in the past, but they really suit him.” She pauses, shaking her head. “And though the list could really be longer, for my third and final answer... how intelligent and charismatic he is. Yes, the man is bloody gorgeous- but if that was all there was to him, he likely would not have captured my attention so wholly for so long.. he matches my thoughts and wits, and i admire that in a man~”

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