She blinked faintly, trying not to smirk as he went all possessive on her.  Ironically she liked possessiveness to a degree..  though only if it went both ways.  She didn't want to share, and truthfully she felt she was worth -not- having to, though she didn't say that out loud.  She was comforted by the knowledge that he had no intentions in turning her over to some friend or another.  One was -more- than enough for her.<br/><br/>She was quiet for a long time after that, not confirming or denying her willingness to be "loyal" to be his, to live there and so on.  In a way it was like he'd just wanted to skip the whole "dating" process, which made sense in some ways, but could be a little disappointing too..  Dating had its advantages, the cute sweet moments.  Finally she spoke, her tone soft.<br/><br/>"what about you?  Uhm..  Not men obviously since..  well I guess I dunno if you swing that way but..  you know what I mean..  " she faltered, adding.  "I still..  don't get it all..  ok?  I mean..  today has been..  " she smiled faintly.  She was still scared of him..  he'd still taken her from her home and her bed, and brought her there.  Now he seemed willing to let her leave, so long as she consented to return?  What would he do to her if she left and -didn't- come back?  She wasn't sure..  no she was pretty confidant she DIDN'T want to know.