Bre flopped back on the bed happily after she pulled away to catch her breath. Arms spread wide, she grinned loosely. She beamed at Helkior. "As could I." She said, breath coming easier now.<br/>She listened to what he was thinking and closed her eyes. "What does that entail though? Do I eventually become queen? Is there even a queen? I've never heard of the devil marrying." She wrinkled her nose at the funny pictures that danced behind her eyelids.<br/>"For all my firery dreams on my comma, I never thought they wouldn't come true. But look at this." She opened her eyes and looked at Helk with untainted love in her eyes. "I remember where I saw you. I remember everything about you." She slid off the bed and walked over to him. She touched his arms. "I remember the feel of your arms around me. Anchoring me to this world." She put a hand on his chest. "Your lack of an audible heartbeat." She pressed herself into his body. "The feeling of sleeping with you. Having your legs entwined with mine." She broke off and looked him in the eyes. "Helkior, I trust you with all I am. Take my soul. I just need you."