Ariella delighted in the feeling of his touch against her skin as his fingers teased her breast. It was a feeling she never tired of, but one that also reminded her that she wanted more. She wanted to feel more of his touch, to have all of him, to give him all of her. With that in mind, she had sealed his wound and completed the removal of her dress before returning to his side.<br/><br/>As she took in the sounds he made in response to her light kisses, she understood why he seemed to take such pleasure in the little sounds she made when he pleased her. It was rather thrilling, and she could definitely see how it could be addicting. It was an entirely different form of pleasure than what she felt when he touched her, but it was no less real.<br/><br/>When her kisses reached his lips, she moaned softly as he kissed her back with the same passion, allowing his tongue to slip into her mouth and dance with her own. She giggled a little when he playfully sucked her tongue into his mouth before pulling away. She smiled softly and bit her lip gently as she gazed back into his eyes, leaning slightly into his touch as he spoke.<br/><br/>She smiled tenderly as he spoke, reaching out and gently caressing his cheek. “Thank you, Valor,” she said sweetly, her eyes gazing into his. “We will find a way. But I won’t let you die, for me or anyone else, because I don’t want to live in a world where you don’t exist. I will do anything within my power to protect you, to spare you even a little pain. I will support you and love you no matter what. I will always be here for you,” she told him honestly.<br/><br/>As she spoke, she moved along with him, allowing him to slide her panties down to her thighs before she moved to easily slip them fully off and tossed them to the side with the rest of their clothing. When he moved farther onto the bed and then pulled her, she easily moved along with him, allowing him to guide her so that she was once again turned with her back to him as she straddled his hips. As he teased himself against her, she let out a soft moan that quickly deepened when he pressed himself inside of her.<br/><br/>The deep moan echoed over and over for the next several minutes as he squeezed and held her buttocks, using his hips to thrust himself into her. She let out a soft and pleasant sigh as he pulled her down so that her back rested against his chest. When he turned her head and kissed her, she kissed him back, smiling lightly against his lips.<br/><br/>Another soft moan escaped her lips as his hands once again found the soft skin of her breasts while he continued to move inside of her. He was the one who had been injected with venom, yet she couldn’t deny that feeding from him had some effect on her, too. She felt elated, perhaps even intoxicated. Was this, perhaps, an effect of feeding from him? Or perhaps a result of feeding in general? She wanted to guess that it was the former but having no hard evidence on which to base this, she could not rule out the latter, either.<br/><br/>His word brought a smile to her lips, followed by a soft sound that seemed at once to be a soft moan and a light chuckle. “Mmm, I’m glad you think so,” she whispered softly. “Yours, too,” she added honestly. She was very much enjoying their time together. Honestly, she would have been perfectly happy to remain right here for the rest of the day, or even the next three days, if such a thing were an option. Unfortunately, she knew it was not, but she wouldn’t let that spoil her fun for now, anyways.<br/><br/>For the moment, she enjoyed him while she could, and allowed him to enjoy her body, her presence, and her venom for as long as he wished. At some point, she found herself wondering what would happen if they fed from one another before sex, so that they were both under the effects of the venom. That, however, was a curiosity to be fulfilled another time.<br/><br/>It was difficult to have any concept of time in this place to begin with, so it was quite easy for Ariella to lose track of such as thing when she was otherwise occupied. She had no idea how much time had passed as they made love together, let alone what time it was when their time together came to an end—at least for the moment. It hadn’t mattered to her, though, as she had been given no indication that she had any responsibilities for the day, anyways.<br/><br/>She smiled happily to herself as she snuggled against his chest, tracing her fingers lightly across the scars once again. “So, are you going to tell me how you got these?” she asked curiously, moving her head back a little so that she could shift her gaze up to meet his. Before he had a chance to answer, though, she suddenly heard footsteps coming down the hallway.<br/><br/>She couldn’t say beyond a doubt that this was their destination, but she got the feeling that this would be the case. She took a deep breath to try to keep herself calm as she glanced at the door and then at him. It would not do for anyone to catch them like this. Without a word, she quickly slipped out of the bed and snatched up her underwear, slipping them on, before doing the same with her dress. Another good thing about dresses such as this was that they were as easy to get on and off as they were to move around in, so by the time the footsteps had come to a stop outside her door, she already had the dress zipped.<br/><br/>She tossed her hair back over her shoulders as she looked back in Valor’s direction. “Princess Ariella?” the voice of an older woman called from the other side of the door. Hurrying over to the vanity, Ariella took a seat, checking in with Valor one more time before responding to the woman. “Come in,” she said, picking up a brush and beginning to brush her hair. The door soon swung open to reveal a middle-aged servant woman who came into the room and immediately looked across the room at Valor.<br/><br/>“I was informed that you will be spending the next few days with in Prince Valor’s room. I came to help you collect your things,” the woman informed her as she turned her attention towards the princess. “My my. Your hair is so lovely, but you really must tame it. Here, let me help you,” the woman approached from behind her and swiped the brush, beginning to work on putting her hair up into a manageable style.<br/><br/>Ariella wasn’t a fan of keeping her hair up in many cases, but if it helped to distract the woman, she wouldn’t complain. “Of course. Thank you,” she replied in the more serious and dignified manner that she often spoke when she was in the presence of servants or members of the court. Her eyes shifted to Valor only briefly before focusing on the mirror in front of her, wondering what the woman might have thought of this situation, and how the coming days might play out.<br/><br/>She held a little worry, but it was overshadowed by her joy and excitement to be able to spend at least a little time alone with Valor before she had to return to the reality of her marriage until such a time that they found a way around all of this. On that note, she wondered if it would be a good idea to talk to Jalice about this. He was obviously in love with Rosalie, which put him in the same boat as her. Would he understand? Would he be willing to work together? Or would it just cause problems between the two brothers?<br/><br/>She would have to consider these things, and perhaps discuss it with Valor before she made her decision. It would be nice to have some common ground between them, to at least be friends and be able to work together. It also might be beneficial to have another head or two working on finding a way for them all to get what they desired.