Moonspear before the night

At this point, Charon didn't expect anything but full compelling. He'd always been particularly possessive of Amekaze, since the day they shared a rank, but he had never deciphered the reason why (nor tried to). Now it became clear to even him why, as he nestled his nose against her neck and enjoyed her warmth. It also became clear to him that he did not need to do a grand gesture to win her over, as he had asked Thistle Cloud about, because she already knew. And he had already won her over.

There was no need for him to solidify his claim on her heart, because as far as he knew there were no other contenders (and he felt arrogant enough to think they'd keep their mitts off Ame if not only because she was rightfully his) and she was not in heat. Normally Charon preferred to be in control, but once more in a case where Amekaze was concerned -- very personally, this time -- he didn't need confirmation or control. He was happy just being with her, and somehow he knew that things would be alright. This, to him, was enough confirmation for him that it was he who would father Amekaze's children come spring. And perhaps by that time, he would decide for his grans gesture to make things official, after all.

It was hard not to drift off to a content sleep what with how rosy and warm he was beginning to feel in Ame's presence. His butterfly-filled, happily churning gut however kept him very much awake and in the moment, just as he liked it, for he wished it would last forever.