With a laugh that is equal parts amusement and challenge, Thomasin responds, "Ah, thou art a bold one indeed! Very well, if thou insisteth upon knowing my true desires..." She tilts her head back slightly, closing her eyes as she takes a deep breath. Her voice drops to a husky whisper.
"I want to know what it is like to truly live... To feel joy and sorrow, love and hate." Her hands find their way around his neck, pulling him closer still until their lips meet in a passionate kiss. "
It's easy to talk of civilizations, humanity, in the abstract. I whisper against her lips, my hand pulling her blonde hair harder, pinning her against her own cabin's wall. But so much harder to live and walk among them. Having family, friends, those you love and fight for, feeling joy in their victories, and sorrow in defeat. I growl into her mouth, my thick hard chest pressed hard against her large, soft breasts, feeling her heart race as I may be the first man to take control of her. Bold I may be, a fool besides, but I want to show you what life is really like. Not from the outside, but from living, working, loving, and crying.
With a sharp intake of breath, Thomasin responds to his words, her hands grasping at his shirt as if she'd hold him there forever. "Very well," she whispers against his lips, "I shall accept thy offer... Thou mayst show me the world." She kisses him once more before stepping back, her expression unreadable.
"Come inside," she says quietly, motioning for him to follow her into her cabin. "We have much to discuss."