With her quivering on top of him, Milo had to admit that this was the best he'd felt in a long time. Not only was it a hell of a night with a beautiful woman, but with her it felt important. This wasn't just a normal night with a normal woman. Being with her just felt so wholesome. The two of them just lay there, the light sheen of their night still giving them a luxurious gleam. He gave a sigh of relief, now realizing how out of breath he'd been. We wanted to say something about how this wasn't how it normally felt for him, but telling dove here that she wasn't like any other one night stand didn't seem like a remotely solid idea.<br/><br/>"That was wonderful dove, I didn't realize how damn long it's been. This is hardly what I had planned on doing, but I can't say I wouldn't be again doing this again." A ripple made it's way up his spine, and he rubbed a slow finger down her cheek. "Not to mention, you seemed to enjoy yourself quite a bit." Stretching his arms, he came to rest them under his head. Looking up at her, his smile just continued to grow. "I'm guessing I'll be staying to make sure you feel better in the morning too, right dove?"<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>The beating of his heart was nearly audible, and An Bo hadn't been able to wipe the pure joy he felt out of his mind ever since Lengxie and he had discussed the marriage plans. He'd spent most of what little coin he had to get the best attire he could find. The garb hardly did how he felt justice however. It was like every part of his being shivered with anticipation of the life long vows he was about to commit himself to. What sheer amount of joy his heart felt at the thought of spending the rest of his days with Wuqing was almost overwhelming.<br/><br/>Not even the somber presence of Lengxie could avert his joy. The constables all seemed to be in meager moods at best. The radiance shimmering through his heart was something he hoped extended to Wuqing herself. Admittedly, the thought of earning her love back had clouded his visions a little, making him selfish. But he hadn't let the fear of her leaving him slip his mind, not again. Her love was something he treasured more than anything, it was not something he'd let slip his mind, or his grasp. Everything he'd ever wished for sat softly, perfectly in that wheelchair.