Noah was finding himself in a plane of utter bliss. The more she did, the deeper he sank into the feeling, and his conscious hold on their bond loosened to let loose his deep feelings of delight and pleasure. The want residing within the bond was a want for the feeling for it to continue, and it did to his greatest pleasure. In between the movements of their lovemaking from before Elann couldn’t detect the deep rumbles of pleasure coming from him but they were there, quietly lurking between the thrusts and actions to further the act. Even when they were quietly going about their lives and he was perfectly content, the buzzing was there in his body, sounding to denote just how happy he was. This was the ultimate way for him to communicate how he felt about a situation, and once one took in his surroundings and logically noted what would make sense, they could tell Noah’s mood without him telling. Elann’s voice came and added to the mixture of outrageously distracting stimuli and he only sank lower still. She drew close, pressed her chest against his, and could feel the brunt of his rumbling as it transferred into her body. When she did draw close his hands continued to wrap around her until she was in a loose hug. He took in her scent with each rolling breath and exhaled the heat held inside him down onto her neck and shoulders. Noah rested his head on her shoulder, turning to lie his cheek there as his face turned towards the slope of her neck. She trickled in the loving emotions that fueled the memory in her mind and brought him further still under her spell. Elann had coached him to believe it was just him and her there, they were together as one and as bondmates. Her words repeated over and over in his head and fulfilled a wish of his to be like this with her in more than this moment. As she said before, he yearned to be able to look at her and communicate exactly what was on his mind and vice versa without the need for telepathy. He wanted them to develop their own silent language. They hopefully were sowing the seeds here and now for a vineyard of tacit signs that would blossom once they rooted their home in Zeltiva. Noah was unsure how much time had passed for he had drifted to a place between conscious and not. He came around enough to tighten his hold around her body. “Stop…” he eased quietly, dreamily. “We should go…” he trailed halfheartedly, he wanted to stay truthfully. Since he was coming to, the deepness of his vibrations stopped and he pulled back to view her face to face. “A rarou ona,” he said in soft Fratava, a phrase Elann knew as it translated to ‘I love you.’ Though he asked her to stop, he didn’t let her go, only tightening his hold on her there in his lap before pecking her on the corner of her mouth as she did him. Pulling back again, he was essentially inviting her to kiss him in full. It was obvious in the way his pale eyes flicked between her lips and then her eyes.