Claude gulped a bit, he was unsure of how to proceed. Stella had just told him he could be bold, but how? He had only instinct to go on, and his instinct was a bit . . . vivid. He wanted to shower her with kisses and attention, so he slowly finished lacing her up and then rested his hands on her hips. His lips found the back of her neck and he gave her several kisses. As desperately as he wanted to continue and become more bold, he knew they needed to find her father. "Come, my love. We'll find him" He whispered to her, his hands still on her hips. It was as if he were unable to take himself from her<br/><br/>His mind was on fire, so many thoughts and images flashed behind his eyes of being much more forward, much more. He couldn't help but let his imagination run of taking her dress off and showering her with attention. Claude wanted to see Stella's naked form before him, and then to make her his in the most intimate ways, but now wasn't the time. Drawing blood from his lit at how hard he was biting to control himself