#goldfinchfreehold

The stunned look continues for a few beats longer before she grins. “You’re ridiculous, and I am here for it.” She approaches to give him a kiss before attempting to detangle the confections from atop his head. “What’s the occasion?”

"This? this is so you know I'm not taking you for granted when I try to woo... you okay with the word woo? " he grins "maybe seduce but I figured woo had old school appeal."

A bemused look. “Woo? Me or others?”

She opens the box and peeks inside. She can’t resist kenning to see if these are chocolates or chocolates-plus.

Chocolate, high grade. But not magical

A smile. “Decide which I have first,” she says quietly, holding the open box out to him as she stands close.

"How about this one? Got a touch of vanilla in it, like you" He winks "But only enough to get decadent" He offers it up to her

“Never underestimate vanilla,” she agrees, then opens her mouth so he can feed it to her, winking mischievously.

With his free hand he runs a finger along her lips, slowly, then the other hand slides the candy to the tip of her tongue

She closes her mouth into time to catch the tips of his fingers between her lips for just a moment, and then savors the sweet. “Mmmm. Excellent choice. Now…for you…” she deliberates a moment, then plucks one up. “Dark chocolate with, I believe, little hints of red pepper. Spicy,” she murmurs as she offers to feed it to him.

His own lips latch around the candy and her finger tips, and he savors.

"mmm taste good. The candy too" A look at her.

She rolls her eyes just a bit at the corny joke, but he can tell she’s pleased by the compliment.

Who's joking? his eyes seem to say, "That red pepper was good. Here, taste some" And he kisses her

She returns the kiss, and the flavors blend beautifully on their tongues.

When they part, she murmurs, “I definitely do not feel taken for granted. Mission accomplished.”

"Fantastic, now throw me against the wall and turn me into a man" the gold horned satyr grins wickedly , not able to say it with a straight face.

She laughs. “I think that work’s already been done for me. But I certainly have some time to spend with a certain man,” she says, tugging gently on one of his horns. She sets the chocolate box aside and makes sure that the door to the room is closed. And, for good measure, locked.

He runs an appreciative hand over her back as she does so... then when she turns again gives her another kiss "Time is a precious gift to share. Let's enjoy that"

“So many gifts today,” she says quietly between kisses. “Remind me to tell you about a party and a gift. But later.”

"Definitely later..." And ... horn touching is the least of what follows

(Fade to Wilders wilding!)