The door opened and closed gently before a heavy suit jacket draped over her shoulders, "You aren't built for the cold, love..." Magnara told her softly, "You'll catch your death and what would I do without you...?"
He frowned softly, "Yes, dear...I apologized and explained my intentions. They both understand, sort of I suppose...Theo seems unhappy with me...rightly so.."
"I've always been taught to be forward and plain.." He told her, "I know no other way..." He pulled her close and held her to keep her warm, "Are you still angry with me...?"
He heated the kiss slightly before he suddenly pressed her against the railing of the balcony and pinning her there, his lips moving across her neck and collarbone.
He rumbled lowly, his breath a hot puff of smoke in the cold air as he exhaled through his nose. "I can't control myself around you, Ayani...you cause me to become unhinged...~"
She bites her lip and melts a bit. "D-Do you think you could control yourself at least until Theo and Sena leave..~?" She panted. Her eyes held need and lust, her body pressed tight against his.
He nodded and brought her inside to sit and enjoy dinner with her and Sena with Theo. When dinner was served, a beautifully cut roasted venison steak was placed before Theo, it glistened in the light and smelled amazing.