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Her blush, her fluttering eyes. Every thing she did, reminded him how much she really deserved this. How much she deserved his full attention, from time to time, and not only the attention of his needs. She deserved the love he had to offer, who had never been granted anyone else. And this, he wanted to give. He didn't want a pet to just slap around, and treat like a doll. He wanted someone to love, and show his passion to. He had so many carnal urges, that he would also sate, but never would he use any of these to break his precious pet. As he sat, listening to her answer, he folded his hands before him, nodding only softly to her words with a gentle smile. He was a bit surprised, how proffesionaly she had been taken care of. How this woman, now his to do as he pleased, had been handled like a precious piece of glass, never scratched, never dented. Good. He said with a soft nod and a loving smile, as his clean hand reached to gently stroke her cheek, letting two fingers trail down her jaw, and gently pull her head closer, as he leaned closer as well, letting their lips meet in another passionate kiss. His hand stroked her cheek, his fingers fiddling into her hair, as he let this kiss last, and show every bit of passion he felt. As the kiss was broken, he watched her tug at her ear again, chuckling softly as his fingers stroked her cheek again, picking up another strawberry, as she continued. He took a soft bite of it, as he listened and smiled at her words. He would've never even treat dirt that harshly, as she had explained, somewhat saddened, that some might treat these companions this way. How much did it take, to show a bit of compassion? To let them know you cared for them, and treasured them, as more then just a toy? He shook his head, and grinned gently. Dear, dear. You will never be placed in a cold-room. Degraded to a toy.. Your far more then this. I will have my days, where I need a little more. I will take what I need these days. But never.. Will I do anything to you, without letting you know how I love you. Your mine. And always will be. But not just a washing machine, or a doll. He finished, smiling lovingly again, as he offered the other half of his strawberry, once again holding on to the stem, that he put away before leaning close to her, granting her another kiss as her lips still taste like strawberry. But this time, his hand stroked back into her hair, putting a firm, but very gentle grip of her hair, keeping her lips placed upon his intense kiss. His eyes grinned somewhat, as a hand reached up, pinching the living candle by their side, to kill it's flame. He then stood up, only splitting their lips shortly, as he took the few steps around the table. He reached down, wrapping his arm around her waist, lifting her up with her face towards his, so she was now slightly taller then him, her feet hanging dangling in the air. He grinned once again, putting his free hand in her hair, leading her lips to his as he kissed her intensely again, his every action being gentle and careful, to let her feel she had some power over his love as well. That he didn't just lead her around like a doll on a leash. He then walked towards the large, soft bed still carrying her with one arm. He rested his knees against the edge of the bed, removing his hand from her hair as he let them drop down towards the bed, stopping the drop with his free hand, to not force his weight down upon her, and to let her land on the soft bed. His other hand moved to rest against the bed as well, to keep him raised above her, as he smiled. His very expression, explained his passion for her. Every inch of the smooth skin, giving away his feelings and how happy he was to have her with him. He spoke no words, as his eyes remained fixated to hers, before he leaned down for another passionate, eager kiss.