Whitebark Stream [m] would you love me if I ruled the world?

Her hot tongue was on the delicate skin behind his ears, which made answering thoughtfully all but impossible. 

Promise? He had already told he she could have whatever she wanted, but she was clearly seeking further reassurance. An ever-patient rumble sounded in his chest as he pulled away from her touch to meet her gaze. 

"Tell me the promise you need to hear, and I'll make it." The things they were about to do.. He was experienced enough to know that they shouldn't be done if she had any doubts at all.