He smiled watching her reactions laughing again as she futhered her laughter, becoming an on going continuous burst of joy between the two. The game of tug and war warmed his heart as he smiled playing back till she stopped. He looked at the bed as she rubbed against it and chuckled to himself. "Yeah it is normally very warm and comfortable. Keeps me warm on cold nights or stormy weather like today." he laughed more watching her and tilted his head as she rubbed against his leg. It made him swoon slightly on the inside, he had to admit she was beautiful, kind, funny, sweet, and adorable. He took a shakey breath and sighed slightly trying to calm down, shifting slowly to hide his excite ment as she rubbed his leg. His heart pounding his blood boiling till he took deep shallow breaths relaxing again with a sharp swollow. "Well, our kind wear alot of clothing or blankets to keep warm. We normally don't use each other because using each other is usually ment for love and to be kept sacred and romantic. Since our marrages bind us for what should be life." he tried to explain why they didn't. "Besides women of our kind usually dont defend themselves, they look for a man to protect them and take care of them, provide for them and work hard to give then anything. Thats how our mates work anyway... or thats how they should. See boys are taught to be husbands and fathers. girls to be mothers and wives..." he laid back on the fur beside her streching.