And their it was, those few simple words. Too often used, given without consideration of the power in them. Aiko was too sincere for that, for being frivolous with those words. Had he ever known anyone that faithful, that genuine? All he could think of was her.<br/><br/>His gut clenched hard, and he knew he was getting a bit too reckless. Tarrok bit his lip, changed his pace again. Even his endurance was still finite, and he was beginning to approach his limit. It didn't seem fair, if she was so happy then how could he cut it short? Above her, she could feel the tremor run through his arms.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040FF">"I'm close."</span>He managed to gasp out. The rest of him continued, oblivious, dead set on what it wanted. Much as he didn't like this coming up, it was only fair to warn her. Even she probably didn't want him to climax inside just yet. If he moved out too quick, those claws might dig in a little too far for even him to enjoy.<br/><br/>Tarrok kissed at her neck, letting his tongue flick out and taste her skin. No, he was never letting her out of his life. Not without a fight.