Tyson watches as she sits down and waits until she is comfortable and in the spot she wants before he drapes his arm about her waist, holding her lovingly. He rests his head against the top of hers and listens to the rules of their relationship. He smirked at her admitting that she wanted him, and it made him want her more, he felt the shaft between his legs harden and he hoped to god that she didn't feel it, the least thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable and not even be able to sit on her man's lap without him getting a hard on.<br/><br/>His attention than was drawn back to her as she continued on with the rules, and he nodded to each one, already understanding the being towered over or being able to not get free were things that bothered her, and he had to constantly remind himself about it, for he was used to doing that with most females and courting them that way. His smirk turned into a smile as he tilted his head back against the back of the couch to let her have more access to his neck and wouldn't have to reposition herself that much to reach his thick neck. His throat began to vibrate in an odd manner than came his murr of approval and he absentmindedly rubbed his thumb against her hips.<br/><br/>Tyson than looked down at her as she began to rub lightly against his pecs, which he than had to tease her and made them begin to 'dance'. He chuckled lightly at himself than stopped when she asked what he had called her and in what language. He smiled than kissed the top of her head and tucked his finger under her chin and made her look at him, which than he became slightly lost in her golden eyes, that were more wolf than anything, he gulped than slide his tongue out and slid the slug along his suddenly dry lips which re-moistened the soft organs to life, making the kiss ready.<br/><br/>Leaning down slowly he hesitated, hovering over her lips before he agreed that it would be appropriate and there was enough room for her to slip out of his loose grip if she felt needed to, than his lips enveloped her own and he morphed his lips to hers, a hint of passion and desire was poured into the kiss but he kept it simple, yet still intoxicating. This was him proving to her he could handle himself with out jumping over the ledge of comfort and exploding into tiny little pieces.<br/><br/>His eyes had closed when he began the kiss and now he opened them slowly and looked at her, than pulled away from the kiss slowly, a smile emerging on his curvy lips. â€œWhat I said to you was in Italian, and the meaning of<span style="font-style: italic">la mia bella lupa</span>is My beauti<span style="font-weight: bold">ful</span>wolf.â€ He said the last part with desire and admiration in his eyes, he leaned again and kissed her on the cheek and wrapped his other arm about him chest, making it hard for her to escape but his arms hung loosely so she could push them away if she wanted to get up. Nuzzling her gently he whispered, â€œWill you come and stay with me tonight?â€He asked simply.