It was interesting when Noah reminisced on the past. Feelings and emotions of the things he liked seemed to pique inside of him, showing Elann various signs that he was doing what she did when she increased her passions for him. It was largely based on the experience they had with each other, the touches, the things they said and did that happened in the past that let her love him so greatly. It wasn't just lip-service to her. It was developed out of a need for him and grew out of her experience with him. 

Lately, that experience had been bad, but as he spoke of romance, felt emotions as he thought back, and seemed to pay more attention to the current moment than his own thoughts, she couldn't dwell on the negative in their relationship. Those thoughts had been pushed aside, forgiven, and only seemed to come back when she was neglected. Now that he seemed to bring focus back to her and their loving relationship, she could only remind herself of the good events that took place too. 

Elann seemed to melt in comfort and enjoyment as his touch came to her ear. The soft pulling carress made her take a deep breath as she opened her eyes to view him. Longing had snuck itself into their bond and yet seemed to fluctuate in her as he came over closer. It wasn't that she didn't long for him any more, but the fading longingness of him being near her was replaced by the new longing to have relations with him. Whatever was going on in her mind, it seemed to be well received as she welcomed him to her, giving him access to her and meeting his kiss openly.

Her hands wrapped up briefly over his neck as she lingered on the words he spoke. In their bond, love was returned, but no words came. It seemed her eyes had closed as she reveled in the emotions he sent her. They were a fine chocolate to her, a delicious treat that she rarely got to experience. Her body began to respond to him in evident ways, in small motions and various feelings. Her hands began to search out his body once more, almost involuntarily as she wanted him to make love to her. Before she had cared that they were on Donovan's bed, but in the moment, she really could care less. Only a robe between them, bound at the waist tightly in a simple looped bow seemed to come between them.

She sought his lips and to entice his body in mutual form with her own, although a simple moment or emotion of wariness or rejection would cease her advance upon him and would show her that he did care about their lovemaking in his family's house. It was strange, she could admit, being in a house full of people who had great hearing and senses, but they also were animals, and mating was natural. Elann had no idea what any of them may have though, but at that moment, she also did not care.