<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32"><div style="text-align: center"><a class="link link--external" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbwjr1BdII1ql2q19o1_500.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><b>Ozias Kristovanich.</b></a>​</div></span><br/><br/>One could see Ozzy's expression cringe a moment when she stared daggers into his eyes, and let out a very nervous laugh when she caught on to what he was doing before she came. He knew all too well that when she got angry, there was little anyone could do to soothe her rage. He'd managed it twice. Yes, only twice, and he kept count. "Guilty as charged, I suppose. You know it helps me aim." He smiled as he let her in and he watched her expression soften. He walked in closer towards her so they would talk face to face, his body calling out for her own like a homing instinct. Just as she was hiding nervousness, so was he. He'd never left her alone and gone somewhere she couldn't follow him before.<br/><br/>He only nodded slowly as he listened to every single worry she had, and his hand gripped her own to try and comfort her as she vented to him. He couldn't help but crack a sad smile, waiting until she was finished and looked up at him to talk. He pulled her towards the bed and he sat, gently sipping her onto his lap and dangling her legs off the side of his own. His arm wrapped around her protectively, and his smile tried to brighten up her mood, his touch tried to soothe her worries.<br/><br/>"Six years now, we've been officially...'together', as corny as that sounds. And every day since I've told you I would never leave you, that nothing can take me away from you...a bunch of dirt and trees, along with an afternoon stroll outside won't change that, my gorgeous queen."<br/><br/>He leaned her in against him, yet instinctively he found himself taking shelter against her. His head rested against her breasts, pressing up lightly into the crook of her neck. His arms held her against him and he closed his eyes for a few moments, just hugging her and taking in breaths to hang on to her ever so familiar scent.<br/><br/>"Did I tell you that I love you, yet?"