It's easier to ask forgiveness than to beg for permission.

Let's not get naughty. How about homicidal instead?

I am yours," he whispered. "I live to hold you, Risa. I breathe to touch you.

As I wish for you dreams that will soothe your soul, dreams that will whisper of secrets untold. I wish for you dreams that will capture your life, dreams so spectacular and bright you can know no strife. I wish for you my child, a dream as brilliant as sunrise, and warm as it's gentle rays. But most of all precious one, I dream for you, of many peaceful days.

You are my mate, Ria. In my soul. You are my mate. ~ Mercury

Am I horny enough to hump a bedpost?" Mica asked. "Not quite yet. Should I consult with you first, Doctor?" Sarcasm lay thick and heavy in her voice. "I believe a consult would be a good idea." Ely nodded with mocking solemnity as Mica lifted herself onto the gurney. "You never know what you may end up hurting if the act isn't done properly.

He does kiss like a pirate though, I was able to re-affirm that.