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Raquel giggled slightly at his little criticism to Trinity. "Well, how bad could it be hm? Th whole world knowing that Damian Centurion, Veratia, and perhaps the entire galaxy's, most elligable bachelor is engaged to be married and no longer on the market! I'd be ok with that headline myself..." She scrinched up her nose, petting Trinity but pecking Damian's chin.

Raquel seemed to think a moment, shrugging. " I guess you're right... I'd just rather keep you to myself... You're mine now." She said this with authority, giving him a playfully sly look. "Not the publics, not some prissy lil miss's either... You're mine... And I'm yours." She tilted her head a little, just looking at him evenly.

Raquel put on a comically thoughtful look on her face, tapping her pursed lips thinking, as she played with Damian's hair with her other hand. "Well I can't think of anything I want Damey Darling~" She glanced down to see his reaction to the nickname again.
"Damian, I've told you, you could lose every dime to your name in an instant, and I wouldn't love you any less... Because what I want...what I need... can't be bought... Because it's right here in my lap..." she let her little fingers caress the side of his head so softly, just barely touching his skin.

Raquel srinched up her nose like she had the habit of doing, bending down over him, letting her hair sort of build them a little curtain of privacy, which trinity was having fun batting. "The closer I'd get to sleep to you..." She said with a sparkle in her eye. "I could just cuddle up next to you, despite rain nor shine, in our little cardboard box." She let her nose touch his, but only slightly as she looked down at him from this interesting angle.

Raquel's playful gleam softened at the last part, tilting his head up with her hands, so she could kiss his neck with ease, finding herself lingering around his adams apple. "Damian Centurion...You're far too attractive for the likes of a cardboard box..." She whispered,lingering a bit longer, letting her lips and breath brush against his skin as she spoke.

Raquel's face lit up bright red as she smiled and tried not to giggle as he whispered to her. She knew Damian was a man of detail but never knew he noticed that much about her. It brought butterflies into her stomach and heart. She wanted to return the favor, with the things she loved, but she was left speechless at a few of his comments. She did manage to utter some kind of thanks. "N-n.....no one has ever ... " She closed her eyes, sighing softly as his breath tickled her ear.

Raquel pulled back, her face still flushed. "Damn you Damian-" She chuckled, trying to calm herself down, since she was starting to feel a little heated. "For being so so perfect..." She wasn't really sure what to do with herself. Damian seemed to have a good tight grip on her emotions and heart, and she gave him permission to move them about as he pleased. A privilege no other an had been given until now.

Raquel sighed, looking up, and letting her hand go back to playing with his hair. "Perfect... was unobtainable in my world... something that existed up high... 'on a pedestal we could never hope to climb.. only take in the beams like sunlight and breath in the splendor like a sweet aroma'... " She quoted from an old acquaintance of hers, who considered himself a great poetic mind, despite living behind the dumpster off third street. "To me though... It's just something like 'happiness'...Something I thought I could never have... somehting taboo in my world... But both are things I have here in my arms..." She let he arms go about Damian, hugging him form above.