It was just like that, they both ran from what was their own duty of the past. Ran from what they had known for the better part of their lives. Her the Oracle, him a refuge and soldier. The oaths that they took from their past lives lifted like a weight from his own shoulders. Who knew if he'd have second thoughts later if he was making the right decision, but one thing he knew right then and there, this was the right thing.
The way her fingers dug into his body, only caused Nyx to gasp lightly against her mouth. Not displeased, but very intent and happy with the feel. Just having her hands on him, or her arms around him was enough to drive Nyx to push forward more. Just as she felt the almost lift, Nyx didn't hesitate this second time. His mouth heated against hers, his fingers trailed down her body coming to land just on the upper part of her thigh. Just a shift of his weight, and another step forward, Nyx lifted Lunafreya up with ease and pressed her against the nearest wall to pin her there, as if he was afraid she'd flee at this point.
The proclaimed freedom did just as it should as their mouths parted. "Yes." He agreed with a light kiss to her lips. "I swear myself to you, Princess." He whispered to her gazing at her face. "Myself, my service, and my body and soul." He promised. Kissing her lips the slightest tender kiss. "I am yours alone." He kissed her again softly as if to seal the promise he just made.