[A daughter. And one that she very clearly loved and was proud of, judging by her expression. He envied her that, as he would never purposefully have children of his own. Not if he could help it, and he tried, most of the time. But he was weak when it came to women.]
Is she as beautiful as you are? [The question was of the complementary sort towards Victoria, and didn't imply that he would in any way go after her daughter if she was. He was weak willed with women, but not too that extent.]
Yes.
[That was all he said about getting her pregnant, the word fervent and unyielding. Michael didn't wish that fate on anyone. A child of his would be no child she would want, a child the world wouldn't want.
She was so close to him, challenging him to start this game they'd been moving towards all day. He smirked a little, bemused by her candor and quite ready to initiate.]
Alright.
[He moved forward quickly, remembering what she had said about her speed, and hoping to surprise her with his movements. He grabbed her by the waist, and picked her up, extending his wings. He wasn't going to fly again, he'd promised to ask first, but he was going to use his wings to hold her aloft and, intimately position her, without them both toppling over.
Her hands were around his neck, and he had wrapped her legs around his waist. She was situated slightly above him, which required him to pull her face down to roughly press his lips to her.]
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Is she as beautiful as you are? [The question was of the complementary sort towards Victoria, and didn't imply that he would in any way go after her daughter if she was. He was weak willed with women, but not too that extent.]
Yes.
[That was all he said about getting her pregnant, the word fervent and unyielding. Michael didn't wish that fate on anyone. A child of his would be no child she would want, a child the world wouldn't want.
She was so close to him, challenging him to start this game they'd been moving towards all day. He smirked a little, bemused by her candor and quite ready to initiate.]
Alright.
[He moved forward quickly, remembering what she had said about her speed, and hoping to surprise her with his movements. He grabbed her by the waist, and picked her up, extending his wings. He wasn't going to fly again, he'd promised to ask first, but he was going to use his wings to hold her aloft and, intimately position her, without them both toppling over.
Her hands were around his neck, and he had wrapped her legs around his waist. She was situated slightly above him, which required him to pull her face down to roughly press his lips to her.]