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The speaker adlibs. "Thou hast hurt me, Priest. Thou hast love for another."
"Iiiii,” he drags the vowel out; “—apologize?” This is truly odd to hear, as he was never expecting that having emotions for someone would affect another. “If it may be of consolation, I assure you it was never my intent to allow anyone to get so close to me.”
Totally an accident, had it been.…A nice accident, though, he has to admit.
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S!A: ((One thing I'd like our muses to experience together, if it'd be okay, is an awkward first date. Only if that's alright, though.))
((That is perfectly all right. That is adorable, actually. Where would she like to go?))
Rosalie blushed. "I used to read a lot of seedy romance novels in my teenage years. I was such a dork."
Timothy smirked a bit. "Well, that's one way of loirnin' about love," he observed. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "How much else do you know?"
She withdrew her mouth sharply. "What, I-I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No, no!" Timothy was quick to try to calm her down. "Quite the contrary. That felt amazin'," he admitted with a light chuckle, brushing her hair out of her face. "Did you just know how ta do that?"
Rosalie kissed the space again, this time leaving a gentle nip after, to gauge his reaction.
Timothy inhaled sharply in a gasp, a small amount of shock and amazement coursing through his body. "Oh god," he interjected as he exhaled. "Rosalie, how d'ya know how ta do that?"
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Rosalie blushed. "Oh~...You really think so?" She gently caressed his jaw, head tilted to an angle to kiss the space between his chin and neck. "You're pretty good looking too, you know."
The mouse hardly held back a small moan at that kiss. "We must be two of the luckiest people on Earth," he said. "Good-lookin' and enjoying of each other's company." Timothy paused. "Do that again," he near-whispered, absent-mindedly stroking Rosalie's cheek as he leaned back a bit, allowing her to have more room.
Rosalie gasped as she was picked up, holding onto Tim. "Whoah! You certainly know how to be romantic, Tim." A smile broke out over her face as she lay her head on his chest, snuggling closely to him.
"Guess I'm just a natural," he replied, wrapping one arm around her as she snuggled up to him. He leaned down to kiss her ear before pulling her closer, the mouse's free hand running through her hair again. "Have I ever told you that you look lovely? Even with the current arrangement we're in."
Rosalie giggled, giving him an eskimo kiss. "Hmm...why don't we go somewhere private and snuggle for awhile, and see where that leads to?"
The mouse grinned from ear to ear. "Perfect. Allow me." Timothy then scooped Rosalie up in his arms, bridal style, and started carrying her down the hallway to a door. Using a temporarily-freed hand, he opened the door to the room and closed it once they were both inside. He gave her a quick eskimo kiss in return before laying her down.
