"No.. I meant.. From my perspective... That would be the-- Not that you... aren't--- I mean... you are.. kinda.. I think.. I--," he raised an eyebrow at her, the corner of his lips quirking upwards as she continued to stutter. "Hey," he said gently, a smile on his face. "You don't need to be so nervous, Scarlett. I ain't going to bite....yet", he smirked playfully. But Raziel listened quietly as she continued to speak, saying she would like to have a litter, be a mother but didn't have a mate. That she wanted to have someone who she would feel safe and protected with, someone she could curl up against.
"The female mind is interesting, all I ever think about is surviving. There was never time for that kind of pleasure." Raziel said quietly and watched with fierce green eyes as she moved closer to him. The Roman, afraid of too much affection and physical contact his whole life, yet secretly craving it, was astonished as she nudged him softly. A look of confusion, surprise and curiosity covered his usually stoic features before he brushed his nose against her cheek.
