"How to please you. How to live my life with you." Hallbjorn told Kara when she asked him if he wanted to learn anything. It might be a cheat, but that was his answer. He dared not confess fully how much being with her scared him and challenged his self-image, and how easily he found himself doing things that he never would before for her. "I never imagined a life of ease or happiness for myself before I met you. You read about Berserkers in the Book of Lore." The blond man knew that it was probably one of the first entries she perused, if not the first. "'A berserker's lonely life is filled with naught but battle rage and bloodlust.'" He quoted to her. "Without you I had no reason to think that I was special or that there was more for me than any of that. I saw Aiden the Fierce and Reginleit the Radiant together and I never once thought that I would have what they had with each other."<br/><br/>His hand stroked her arm slowly. He almost wished that he had led a different life - without hope for a mate, Hallbjorn had filled his life with black deeds. He did not have anyone to share his life with, and so he did not care how he darkened it. And now he had Kara. But he also knew that the life he lived brought him to this fated point, and if his actions were different he would not be here now, as he was.<br/><br/>And Kara did not reject him at all. She accepted him utterly. Even seeing him at his most terrifying. His heart swelled to bursting remembering how she had approached him after he fought four turned Lykae.<br/><br/>She kissed his throat and it brought him back into the moment. It made him remember her fangs on his skin. He gave her a small smile and he used his arm to squeeze her closer. He watched her bring the cake to her lips and watched her take that first bite very intently. Her groan of delight made his small smile grow just a little. She changed her position and decided that it was her turn to feed a bite to him. The fork was poised before his lips and he thought about kissing her then and tasting the dessert on her lips and mouth. He kept his eyes on hers as he moved his head forward to take the fork between his lips and take the bite of cake. It was every bit as good as she said it was. He let it melt in his mouth to enjoy the flavour, savouring it before he swallowed.<br/><br/>"It is very good." Hallbjorn told her. "I want you to know, Kara, that when your fangs were on my skin, I liked it." He was not sure if she had been able to tell, but he had a sense that even if she had been able to tell, it was important to her for him to say it. "When we can be together intimately, I want you to know that you are free to use your fangs on me as you please. It will not hurt me, and I think that you fangs are cute." He told her, letting the grey seep into his eyes as he did.