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On an old street still marked with cobblestone and tall black street lamps, a tan furred mouse stood staring through large circular glasses at an old broken down manor, a black cloak covering her form with a black pin upon it near her neck in the shape of a spade. Spades stood outside of the mission zone, hand passing through the scruff of her sandy hair as she sighed. It had been an hour since she had called in for a bit of assistance and she wondered where her contact could have been. As the Queen of Spades her specialty was assassination and exorcism, and this home needed the latter of her abilities, but the Foundation had given her fair warning about this mission. The house itself was teeming with wards of all sorts, as the old owner had been a wary mage who had guarded his secrets jealously. She had never quite seen such an array of wards upon a simple door, she could not imagine what it was like inside. Worse was the fact that the home was haunted not by simple wandering spirits, but angered wraiths being trapped by the wards, and the old man still lived on as a powerful wraith that could still use magic. Already there had been a few deaths here and there from people trying to buy the property, and so the job needed to be done, and the pay was good, she just needed a little bit of extra help, "Isabella!" A familiar voice called suddenly, her ears and tail shooting up, her head turning as she heard her real name being uttered without care by a familiar voice, her contact and friend had arrived.

Frederick stepped to his friend, staff in hand, his flowing white cloak and attire striking a stark contrast to the urban environment, and to the color choice of his friend waiting for him. His other hand had been waving with exaggerated motions until he noticed that Isabella was staring at him behind her glasses with a glower. The auburn furred fox stepped to Isabella, his ears folded back as he tilted his head to question, "Uh...Hello? Good to see you." He had come to the call of his friend as soon as possible, especially when he heard it had been for a mission. Of course normally he would charge for such a thing, but seeing a familiar face would be a fair price enough certainly, but Isabella seemed so annoyed to see him, he wondered if he had perhaps bothered her in some sort of way, or if he took a bit too long in getting here.

Spades sighed her arms crossing underneath her cloak as she took in the sight of her friend with a mixture of relief, and annoyance. The waiting she could forgive easily enough, things happened and she'd rather wait than trying to go in alone and getting blasted by wards and wraiths alike, but his mentioning of her name so candidly in public was a bit of a nuisance. Still, she regarded her friend with a sigh and reached from her cloak suddenly to grip onto his hand, squeezing tight, "Good to see you too...Just try to remember I have an image to kee--" Her words were cut off as she was pulled into a tight embrace. Frederick's black tipped tail swishing from side to side as Spades slowly returned the gesture with a sigh. Once they parted both had to adjust their glasses from the sudden contact jolting their eye wear. Spades placed a fist upon her hip, cloak pulled back to reveal a red leotard and belt which held her dagger, "Now then if we're done, we should actually get to work. You remember why I called right?"

Frederick nodded reaching to feel the gem propped at the top of his staff with a black furred paw, the white shard suddenly turning a crimson shade as he prepared himself to dispel any wards, "Remembered and ready to go at any time. If you can keep any wraiths off of me then I'll tear down any nasty magic traps that stand in our way." Anything magic he could handle easily, and should she need it he could help out with the wraith's as well. Though it was a professional job, he couldn't help feel himself grow a bit excited. It was after all a chance to work with a dear friend, and a cute one at that, perhaps he'd impress her on the mission, but rather than go in immediately he waited for her approval with a smile on his muzzle.

Spades smiled just a bit and she pointed over to the great doors of the manor that they would be operating inside of. It had three stories to it, but at the very least it was only tall and not so wide as it had to be crushed in between the other buildings of the town. The wooden door looked rotted and weak, but as Frederick stepped to it, he paused, his eyes focusing on a web-work of magic laid out like several tripwires, one after the other meant to catch anyone with any bit of magical ability who tripped them. In fact, it was almost entirely like a web, coiling in on itself several times and for some reason the magic seemed to shift and move as if it were still actively recreating itself and adding more layers, an interesting spell, but nothing he couldn't handle. Bringing up his staff he took a breath and put will through the gem, focusing as the complicated ward began to untangle in all the right places. Any little distraction would yank them into the snare and activate whatever nasty little trap the original owner of the home set for them. An audible snap popped off in the air and he winced, the weave of the spell untangling rapidly and nearly startling him into pulling at the wrong portions, but with some luck and skill he managed to reign in the sudden speed of the unraveling spell and break the ward. With a sigh he set his staff down and wondered, if alive a man could create a ward like that, what could he do in death?

Spades walked up the stone steps leading to the door as she saw Frederick finish, her eyes focused on the door as she made her way up to take the door handle and pull it. With a protesting creak the door opened, revealing a cloud of dust and cold air that puffed out, chilling Spades just a bit, but she didn't show it. Instead she reached for the dagger at her belt and took it in hand, stepping into the home with Frederick following close behind.

A moth-eaten carpet lined the floors, to the right a staircase with broken handles, and to the left a bookcase with an assortment of books with rotted covers and yellow pages. As they stepped inside Frederick kept his gem glowing crimson, his eyes focused on finding any smaller and obscure traps that may have been hiding. He looked up to see only darkness, and as their feet met the carpet the doors shut, a wail sounding off. Immediately Frederick intensified the glow of his gem, but there was no need, the darkness began becoming illuminated by several wisps of light that only seemed to dart from side to side. Both Frederick and Spades relaxed for a moment. Their eyes meeting before they turned to head deeper inside of the old manor.

The first floor was a mess, and absolutely nothing to show for it except for a few minor traps here and there. Strange enough, was that if everything had been left as it had been before the old man died, then he didn't use the first floor of his own home. Even the dining hall had nothing in it except for the carpet and the only furniture they had seen was the bookcase at the front. When they made their way upstairs they nearly tripped through another trap or two, but nothing so strange or complex as the door. At the top of the steps the wisps of light followed them, shaking violently as a metal door blocked their way. Frederick could see another complex ward upon the door, but the wisps were the real curiosity. Already he questioned why the lesser spirits had decided to illuminate their way, but now they shook and quivered and backed away from the door, though there was no reason for them to be frightened of a ward that would simply keep them in.

Spades saw it first, the tip of a spectral sword jutting through the door, the ward coming apart as a screaming phantom came through covered in rags and bones. She brought her arm out and leaped back, taking Frederick with her as they fell back onto the steps below. They stood then as the phantom continued his charge with a howling wail. Spades leaped into the charge and over the blade, her own dagger cleaving into the skull of the specter, enchanted metal leaving a searing gash as Frederick fired off a spear of blue flame that stabbed into the creature and fizzled along with the specter's existence.

There was no time for rest. The wisps were gone and the only light they had was the now glowing blue gem upon Frederick's staff. He held out a hand to cast a simple orb of light over them as they made their way further up and into the second floor of the manor, the metal door requiring both of them to push on it before it budged. The second floor was a library, full of book shelves lined with books that seemed to be in better condition and at the center a square table laid with beakers and flasks of all sorts. Along with more of those phantoms awaiting them with spectral blades and spears, rags covering them just the same as the others, at the center of them all was an odd looking specter with wolf ears and a clean robe covering his entire body, underneath the hood they could see the glow of red. As the hooded wraith brought his hands up the other's screeched and charged in.

Literally backed against a wall Frederick brought his hand up, gem turning green as a bubble was cast around them crackling with sparks as it took the blows of several spectral weapons, from the hooded specter, a bolt of lightning raced in an arc, crashing against the bubble with a thunder-crack, bringing Frederick to his knees. Spades herself brought her own hand up to reinforce the bubble, her own magic fixing the fractures while they sat there, thinking, "Keep away from my research! This is my home, always has been, always will...Filthy thieves, filthy lazy magus...I hate your lot, you steal ideas and never give credit, you and your little guilds and organizations." Said the old man

Spades blinked, staring at the talking specter of the old man. Rare was the maddened wraith that kept their personality, and dangerous as well. Frederick was finally up from the pressure that had nearly taken him down lancing down his arm, but they had little time, he could see that the wraith of the old man was preparing another spell and so he called out to spades, "Rush him!"

For a moment she looked to him dumbfounded, but she did as told the bubble weakening as the wraiths were upon his shield, Frederick touching the gem of staff to the floor, forcing the bubble to expand and entrap the wraiths the spell of defense turning into one of binding. The wraiths were controlled puppets and could not realize what was happening, instead they screamed and wailed as they pounded against the walls of the bubble growing smaller and smaller, but before the spell could complete a bolt of lightning pierced through the bubble killing them all and nearly taking Frederick's head off if he hadn't dropped his staff and fallen to the side. At the same time Spades had found her opening and from the top of one of the book shelves she landed behind the old man's wraith, her dagger falling upon the back of his neck causing him to wail and pull away, but Spades was on him, ducking under arcane bolts, her dagger searing into his spectral form again and again as she cut out at the old wraith again and again until it was reduced to a little pile of ashes with a flame over it. Taking the flame in the palm of her hand she closed her eyes and closed her fist, the flame snuffing out, leaving them in the darkness.

When Spades had finished her job, she looked around for any sign of Frederick, "Frederick? Are you alright?" She called, alarm touching her tone before she saw the blinking of his staff come from the back of the room.

There he stood rubbing at his head with one hand, the other clasping onto his staff, "Okay...Ow...I might have cast myself down the stairs in an attempt to get away from that."

With a sigh Spades went over to check his head, and dust him off, her tone soft as she spoke, "Be more careful...I didn't want to bury the spirit of a friend in this house after all."

Frederick grinned, "What? Me? No way...Besides, I'm way more than just a friend."

Spades felt her cheeks fluster at that. She turned, her tail whipping at his cheek as she padded over to the far side of the room and up the stairs while speaking, "We have a job to finish. There might be other ghosts."

Frederick could only chuckle as he followed along, rubbing at his cheek as they made their way to the third floor, once again a spell of light cast. Again their path was blocked by an intricate ward, but this time the ward faded away into nothingness soon after they arrived at the top of the steps. Entering the room they found themselves in a dimly lit bedroom, a large bed with a study desk nearby full of bottles of ink and quills here and there. Both Spades and Frederick entered, both of them relaxed as they saw no ghost or spirit in sight. For once Spades let out a sigh of relief and sat herself on the bed, her eyes shut as she allowed herself a moments rest. Frederick set his staff against the wall, looking around the room with careful steps, his eyes searching, but nothing was there. It seemed that the wary old man had only ever felt safe in his room, or that is how it seemed. With a small smile he turned to look at his partner to congratulate her on a job well done, but there she sat, her glasses set aside upon the study near the bed, her almond eyes shining bright in the light of his magic. She stared at him with half-lidded eyes, her legs partially spread, her cloak open wide and her hands at her sides, her dagger by her glasses. Looking lower he could see her leotard had been pushed aside just a bit, revealing the barest portions of her cunt to him. He felt his heart race, his body warm as he took his glasses to set them next to hers before stepping towards her, hands working to undo the clasp of his cloak and began undressing. Why not? Her work rarely ever allowed them to have the chance either way, when would they get a chance like this again?

Frederick brought himself to his knees immediately before her, a small smirk upon Spades' face as she placed a hand upon his head. His own digits moved carefully to push aside the strip of cloth blocking his way from her leotard, fully exposing her slit to him, his tongue moving to drag against it, his eyes shut as he serviced her. Already a soft sigh sounded off from her mouth, her legs resting upon his shoulders as both his fingers and tongue worked together to pleasure her. Frederick used two fingers to spread her, his tongue working at her insides while the thumb from his other hand moved to search for her clit, moving up and around before pressing on it. At the same time his tongue moved further inside of her, twisting and turning around, his own body growing hot, his cock slowly freeing itself from his sheath as he desired more and more to be inside of her, loving the fact that her noises signaled that his service was working, along with the dripping arousal he felt upon his tongue from her pussy.

Spades breathed out, her hands gripping at his head and her legs tightening around his shoulders as she began to feel the pressure grow inside of her cunt. His tongue felt so soft against her insides, and as his fingers dug inside and pushed against her clit she gasped and trembled, her eyes shutting tight as she held herself back. She didn't want this moment to end so soon, and so she clawed at the bed sheets by her with one hand, her other hand pulling his face against her cunt as she began grinding to his tongue again and again. She needed more, wanted more, and desired for it to last forever. There would be more after this, she had to remind herself of that, but it had been so long that she was practically desperate for it, especially now that no one could see her express her affection. Moaning aloud she thrust her hips to his face, Frederick responding by pushing his tongue further inside of her, dutifully and diligently as his fingers worked to please her in tandem with his tongue. Spades felt her body quiver, her body growing hotter as she drove herself to his tongue again and again, not allowing him to rest until she let out a squeaking moan that set her back at an arch, her eyes fluttering as she felt her climax hit.

At the same time, Frederick held his eyes shut, keeping his tongue against her pussy until he felt her digits loosen upon his head, his eyes opening slowly as he pulled both tongue and fingers away to look up at the panting mouse. With a grin he had to ask and tease, "So...My Queen, was that to your liking? Or should I have another go at it?"

Spades huffed, her eyes narrowing as she pinched onto his ear playfully, "...Frederick, we're alone...You don't have to refer to me like that anymore."

Frederick chuckled to tease again, "All right Spades." This earned him a harder tug on the ear to which he winced and could only reach his hand to take hers, their fingers looping carefully, his words coming out a bit more carefully this time, "So what is it you want me to call you?"

Spades sighed, feeling a burning in her cheeks as she spoke, "Isabella...My real name..." She could scarcely believed that he dared play this type of game with her. He knew that he had permission to use her name indoors and out of the public eye, and yet he insisted on teasing her and coaxing out an answer. It was far too embarrassing, and even worse with him being there kneeling between her legs, staring at her with such a loving gaze. It made her heart tremble and her eyes turn away.

Frederick chuckled at seeing her turn away, at hearing her say her own name in such a way. He himself desired a more intimate relationship with Isabella, but she'd rarely allow it in public, if at all, but he didn't mind. The moments they shared behind closed doors were good enough for him. His lips touched at her thighs as he closed his eyes to think, his own cock still hard, reminding him of what he wanted to do with her.

Standing he moved to wrap his arms around her legs, pushing her fully onto her back causing her to squeak as he brought himself face to face with her, his canine cock brushing against her thighs as he leaned up to speak to her ear, "Isabella, may I?"

Her ears perked up and her body tensed, her head slowly turning to face him, her hands coming up to touch his cheeks as she brought him in for a deep kiss. Spades had to keep people at a distance, had to appear without emotion as she danced with life and death as an assassin, working with the underworld. She had to maintain an appearance, an appearance that just melted away at this moment. She could not look away from him as he called her by that name, as he uttered those words that had her lips quivering against his and her tongue inside of his mouth. With their tongues twisting she brought her legs around his waist, pulling his body closer, wanting so much more of him against her body, wanting his cock inside as well. Spades could feel that thick thing twitching against her crotch, feel the hot pre dripping upon her fur, seeping through and touching her skin. She wanted all of that inside of her, with or without protection and so she pulled her mouth away and whispered, "Fuck me."

Frederick felt another silly quip coming on, but his eyes focused upon her, the way she stared at him, the way her chest heaved up and down as she breathed out, her body shaking just a bit and he reached down low to grip at his cock, edging the tip of against her pussy while his mouth captured hers again. How could he possibly resist that? What was right in front of him was a beautiful girl that desired his attention, that wanted him inside of her, and he'd be glad to give that to her and anything else she wanted. It wasn't often that he could see Isabella without the face she put up to the public and with such passion. It was a bittersweet moment when he pressed inside of her pussy, her warm walls already clamped tight upon his cock as if trying to pull him deeper inside. He wanted nothing more than to be with her, but they worked in different businesses, and her job required her to act a certain way in the public eye, and for her to be in constant danger. It worried him to no end, but he could do nothing but let her go every time they parted ways.

Driving himself deeper into those warm folds he breathed out, reaching to grip at her hips to tug her against him with every single thrust. He wanted so badly for her to quit her job and come with him, for her to just leave it all behind, but they had been through that conversation far too many times for him to pretend that it would end up in anything except sadness, and so instead he focused on her again, focused on the moment, the feeling of his cock thrusting deep inside of her, their lips locked in a passionate kiss while his hands moved to feel over her body, his tongue coiling and touching against her's before he has to pull away to breathe. With his knot kissing against her pussy he begins to wonder if he should pull out, or if he should keep going, but her legs upon his back make the decision for him, bringing him deeper inside with every thrust.

At this point Spades broke out into little squeaks and moans, her pussy stretching as she felt his knot touch her entrance. She could feel him trying to pull away as his cock twitched and spurted more pre inside of her, his firm canine member swelling a bit inside of her, giving her the sign that he was about to cum. She should have been more careful, but her legs acted on their own, tugging him close suddenly his cum pouring out in thick ropes that seemed to coat her insides with his knot twitching against her pussy. She moaned out, feeling herself quiver and shake as her insides were stuffed with that beautiful warmth, her eyes shutting as she wanted more, more, and more.

Frederick gasped out and shut his eyes tight as he felt his cock milked by her pussy, her legs keeping him from pulling away until every single drop is spilled inside of her. With his orgasm finishing he noticed that Isabella's legs around his waist slipped off, back fully against the bed as she laid there panting. Frederick himself pulled out slowly, shivering as he could at least be thankful that he hadn't knotted her. That would have kept them trapped for quite some time before allowing them to leave, though it would have felt extremely good. As he began to pull away from Isabella, he suddenly found himself on his back, Isabella straddling his lap, her eyes half-lidded and her body shaking, her breath warm. One of her hands moved to grip at his cock, the other moving to grip at his shoulder. Without so much as a word, she began to stroke his cock, her eyes focused on him with a hard gaze full of hunger that had his body shivering, his cock twitching and growing firm again from her strong but loving grip.

Every time Frederick tried to move, Isabella simply thrust him against the bed with more force, keeping him still as she stroked his cock back to full erection. With that done she lowered her hips, her pussy touching the tip of his cock before she slowly worked the tip in, groaning out and squeaking as she did so, Frederick watching in amazement as she simply asserted herself like a true queen should. He wasn't sure what drove her to this, but he was only happy to be back inside of her once his tip was in. He groaned out as he felt her warm folds pull him deep inside. She spared no time in driving her hips down to him, a moan sounding off from his own lips as already his knot kissed against her entrance. Without pause she began to bounce upon him, up and down again and again to push his cock in and out of her pussy. With every single push down at him, she moved and gyrated her hips just a bit more, her mouth open as she moaned aloud and squeaked her pleasure. Both of her hands now gripping at his shoulders for leverage, keeping him still as she drove herself faster and faster to him, her tight insides squeezing and clenching upon his cock. Frederick himself brought his hips up to her as best as he could, trying to keep pace with her, trying to shut his eyes and keep himself from cumming too soon, his cock still sensitive from his previous orgasm.

Already she was bringing herself so dangerously close to his knot, pushing and grinding against it every single time her hips fell upon him, her eyes shut as she stopped moving and instead began to grind against his knot, her pussy stretching as she slowly began to fit it all inside of her. Frederick could only watch in amazement as she brought his knot fully inside of her pussy, his body trembling in delight as his instincts took over and he pushed to her with a sudden thrust, pushing all of his knot inside of her with a wet pop that had her squealing, her toes curling and her fingers clamping tight upon his shoulders. There she collapsed upon him, gasping out and groaning, her pussy twitching around the entire length of his cock. Frederick tried his hardest to control himself, it wasn't safe to do it, but it felt too good to be inside of her all the way, to have the tip of his cock practically kissing at her womb. He needed to do it, needed to breed her, his body shaking as he growled and began pushing to her again and again, grinding his cock to her insides in a desperate attempt to work himself off. At the same time her lips met his, their mouths connecting in a passionate kiss that seemed to only fuel their desperate grinding, his cock twitching violently and swelling as he began to cum hard, each twitch producing a thick amount of cum that pushed deep inside of her, her abdomen bulging just a bit as every single drop of cum was pushed into her deepest reaches.

Spades groaned out, her eyes shut, her ears drooping back and her tail twitching as she felt that overly hot cum pouring inside of her while her insides gripped tight as that cock knotted inside of her. She felt it wash away the heat that had taken over from before, the fog that had been over her head clearing as she felt full satisfaction take over. Exhaustion and fatigue touching her as she simply laid upon her lover Frederick, her breaths short, quick and warm upon the neck of her lover. She had let go of Frederick's wrists, letting him wrap his arms around her to hold her in place as they laid there. She knew it would have been a bad idea to allow herself to be knotted, but she had insisted on it, wanted it so badly that she couldn't help but do it to herself, driving herself on him again and again like a rabbit in heat, but now she was tired, now she only wished to rest in the arms of her love if just for a moment, certainly the knot inside of her would allow for that.

As they laid there waiting for Frederick's knot to deflate, she occasionally gasped out as she felt another spurt of cum pour into her pussy, his knot and cock twitching. Every time he'd try to apologize but she would simply move to bring her lips against his, a loving and gentle kiss shared between them as she was filled with more of his love, her deepest reaches stuffed full of more and more of his cum that seemed to warm her entire body. At this point she couldn't keep track of time, she simply laid her head against his chest and kissed him whenever he tried to apologize or say anything really. Once his knot deflated she waited for a little bit more before allowing herself to get up off of him with shaky arms, bringing herself next to him on her knees as she fixed her underwear and leotard, shuddering as she felt the cum inside of her shift. Feeling over her abdomen she sighed out, glad that she was on the pill, and partially loving the simple feeling of his warmth inside of her.

Frederick sat up slowly, clearing his throat and rubbing at the back of his head, "So uh...We should be leaving this place now right?"

Spades looked to him with a dreamy, half-lidded gaze, "Hm...Oh...Right, we should. Get dressed...I'll just sit here for a bit."

As Frederick rose to get dressed, he noticed that her eyes were always on him, always staring and watching. Once he finished he retrieved his glasses and looked to see that she was still on the bed her eyes shut this time and as he approached her with her glasses she took a deep breath before taking them from his outstretched hand, placing them upon her face. As she tried to get up she stumbled, his hands moving to steady her just a bit. She opened her eyes to look at him with a small smile, "Thanks Frederick...For more than just the job. It was definitely more than I expected."

Frederick felt his cheeks fluster as he replied, "Of course, any time. I mean you know...You could call me when you're off duty too...I know that you're busy but...Maybe sometime we could go on a mission to a cafe or something, or maybe even a hotel?"

Spades leaned to give his cheek a kiss, her eyes shut as she did so before she stepped out of his grasp to straighten herself and pull her cloak around her, "I have my job Frederick, and you know how I feel about keeping my image." She opened an eye to see Frederick's ears and tail drooping, his expression that of a hurt puppy before she added, "But...Maybe sometime when I'm off duty we can go someplace together. A little vacation time as Isabella the sight-seeing mouse might not be so bad."

Frederick perked up immediately and gave her a tight embrace causing her to grunt, and unable to return the embrace since his arms were around her entire body. Spades very gently pulled herself free enough to give him a quick squeeze as well before pulling away and sighing, "But if I bring you along, you have to promise something."

Frederick blinked leaning in as she began to walk away to collect her dagger and hook it onto her belt, "Yeah? Anything? Name it and I'll make any promise."

She turned to him and with a few steps was right there face to face with him, a finger upon his chin as she planted a soft kiss upon his lips, "No, pulling, out."

Frederick again felt his face fluster, a heat moving through his body as he felt his cock growing from his sheath again, but Isabella was already walking away with a giggle, her hips swaying slightly and her tail swishing from side to side as if to tease, "W-wait Isabella!" He followed along quickly, trying to catch up to her through the manor.

When the two were outside Spades stretched before keeping her cloak around her. She'd have to figure out a way to return without alerting Diamond to her presence, anyone with a nose could smell what had happened from up close, and anyone who looked close enough could see the embarrassing stains. She didn't need her poking fun, or blabbing her mouth to anyone else about how Spades was fraternizing with some random boy. Still, perhaps it was better if she were more open about these things, able to display some emotion, and she also had to remember that Diamond was a good friend when she wasn't being such a goofy fox. Speaking of goofy foxes, she turned just in time to see Frederick bounding out of the house staff in hand, "Wait, you can't just tease me like that Isa--"

Spades placed a finger up to his lips to keep him quiet, her eyes shut as she began to speak, "I have an image to uphold. I am the Queen of Spades. Assassin and exorcist of the order. I have an image to keep up Frederick...We've completed the job, so thanks...But don't think you'll be able to just blab on like you usually do."

Frederick huffed just a bit with her finger taken from his lips, but as he did he saw a sly smile appear on her face, a single eye opening half way as she quickly turned to him to give him a firm and passionate kiss, her fingers gripping his chin. As she pulled away she spoke the words, "I'll see you again sometime, hopefully sooner than later. Mi amore."

With those words said he felt his heart swoon, his eyes watching as she turned to walk away slowly. A sigh sounding off from his own lips as he turned around to begin walking. He had gotten himself into an interesting relationship to say the least. Hopefully he would be seeing her sooner than later, but at the very least they were making some sort of progress by kissing in public, such a thing would've been impossible in the past, but now she seemed so liberate...Perhaps the secret to it all was the knotting? Pondering on this further he made his way on the cobblestone streets, wondering to where he would be wandering to next.